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《VENT》

Part One:

Poetry Is Beautiful...

Envy, that's all I have. . . || Poet By ADC [TW: Suicide, Self Harm, and Sexual Topics]

I sit here alone in my room               
By it it I sit and loom                     
To ponder the message sent      
The message from you I ment       

You found someone to love        
I've sit in the corner to shove        
I know you don't mean harm..      
But my head is full of alarm          

I want you to feel pride                       
But I feel like I just died                            

The sharp again my skin                    
The feeling I've known again          
The pain I feel is my love                  
The pain I feel is my dove                 

Envy is all I now hold                              
And now you have been told              
Go on away with your partner             
While just sit here to ponder            

I'll cry here and weep                    
Wet gems on the floor, sweep     
Away from me-my audible cries
I've told you, it's me who dies     

I can't sit here forever                        
But love for me is never                     
I loved you, really did                           
I wish I said sooner, but I hid             

Never for the romance                    
Never for a sexual dance                  
But as my own to feel care              
I just want you to feel aware            

But you'll never know.                     
Because I'll never show.              
"I've got to go" I cry                                                  
A tear falls from my eye                  

I'm so sorry...  sorry... sorrow...

Part Two:

I was trying to move my cat, accidentally dropped him and cut my hand..

It hurts, but I'm not too sad about it. It's what I deserve. Pain. My dearest love.