Sky Blue

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Looking in your valiant eyes

fluoresce, better than the stars

up above the cloak of galaxy

l lost in the view of intimacy

You may not be the basal

Yet, you remain a symbol

to my essence's fervency

the chains of our solitary

Compared to our devotion,

It is solely an imagery.

for a pair to persist one

The sky will always be blue

Thy eyes will surely stay green

My endearments are ever for you

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Fifth Methanium

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The third stage in Shakespeare's play

One stage less than Tiger's

and a stage above Peony

We were initially acting the play while the audience watched us bloomed

A round of applause for the three of us

oh wait NO

It was actually for the two

Two names written on the trophy

so that means they have won

They say I never existed in the beginning

to fight for what I have done

They never wondered why I tapped the tips of my fingers

instead of discussing the unanswered questions

I never wanted to be the excess thing that was thrown

and I also do not want to be the one with the foul

They both never understood the reason I ache

The reason I wrote this or why am I like this?

The reason why I never confronted them

The reason I valued everything instead of rage

Simple words were said and actions were paused

How love is misunderstood by those who are lustful?

How I opaquely love while seeing the unattractive fact?

How am I here not revealing the unwitnessed to those who listen?

How repeatitions were always a thing?

How love can really be?

will always be something taken for granted

Like I was to Tiger

Oh Peony! my warmthful sowing seed

the mellow I recieved was actually

me stepping on broken glasses nakedly

Exothermic reaction gone wrong

I was being murdered repeatedly

apparently that was an art

which everyone adored

those clapping hands made it

excruciatingly beautiful

to these glistening eyes

drowning me in tears

unworthy of my devoted core

so I shall let go of my terrors now

and Carry on

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Fourth Methanium

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ㄒ卄乇 卂ㄩᗪ丨乇几匚乇

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They were the ornaments of the garden

plants and trees were rustling as the wind blows

A place where I met tiger and mostly watered

It was paradise until Peony arrived

The plants and trees started to dry

sucked the happiness out of Tiger

An alarm would have been fine

but to their sight I was the rising action of the plotline

in a blink of an eye

It was one of the famous deserts

nobody had doubts of the happenings

How am I dead while breathing gas in and out  simultaneously?

But there were three who cared all along

Cactus, Skull and Viper who buzzed

the melancholy of it

was I could not tell them in detail

only a part of it although it was deceitful

therefore I came to a conclusion of acting alone in misery

since everything was under the carpet so did I the dolour lass

every one remained restraint to latency

and I had no choice but to remain the protagonist of their story

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