Lost[I]

Will you remember me
if I give up my life right now
Boy, do I fear death
Ask a happy person if he prefers to die
The answer is a straight “No”
Oh the irony.
There’s this fear of being forgotten,
then again
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Brave

I see you under the limelight
bending your body, toes on the ground
Hands on hips, in a circular motion
Fearless
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The kill

They drag me down the alley
It’s raining cats and dogs
Remember, I am half-dead
I am cut
they take out a bean-shaped thingy
Followed by something spongy
Then goes my eyes
I can feel them
keeping their hands
inside of me

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The bridge

Dear boy, you’re full of humility
Breaking through to tell you this
At times you wish
you had someone to belong to
be unreciprocated or misunderstood words
Interconnected with blood

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