Life tastes bad

Blank 

That's all I ever have known

As I remain to fight the thoughts

Or the clowns within my stage

Flame 

The reflection of my eyes

Whenever I see an unfair battle arise

I run to the nearest cover to surprise

Demons

They haunt me every night 

A daily reminder of my obsession

To read the odd unfinished business

Love 

A crucial feeling in one's life

I have slowly robbed myself over time

The child beaten to core became sore

whenever the word 'home' is called upon

Safety

Another way of saying

Endangered souls commit the right

while petrified monster learns to gaslight

A story without an Ending

The love she fought for
Vanished in thin air
So smoothly silk to touch
a poison addicting to such
a prick without an anectode
that was how it began
Little endearments and chants
Tension was just a reason
to continue the faults of each other
What ever lesson must a maiden learn
For her grounds are merely stable
than a plethora of men giving pleasure

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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Third Methanium

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ᗪ乇卂ㄒ卄

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It was holistic to depth

the way the oxygen left

my bronchi absorbed emptiness

Like it was my last breath

I cannot believe they stole what's left inside

As if I was transparent

to those who passed by

at the edge of my view

two individuals misusing their taste buds

causing paralysis to those who once loved

then a flashback played while the grim reaper

reaped the sorrow out of my flesh

I recalled the feelings

Tiger made me sense

the greatest commencement

the prettiest chimera

and my pragmatic self

The times I was witnessing the unwitnessed

The scenery of the audience happily watching   

the play

The hundred hours I waited

just to get hit by a static bullet

How I wished it blinded I instead of inertia

Now I am no longer relevant nor requisite

I am just a lifeless body that was starting to rot internally

Plastic mannequin with a wide graceful smile externally

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The length of one's existence

Second Methanium

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卩乇ㄖ几ㄚ

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One of the flower's that I cherished

Delicate and sophisticated

Young and serene

Her stem may be a little bit branched but

that was a part of the portrait

She told me she had not pricked anyone yet

with the pointed thorns surrounding her neck

A dried red liquid is found

although It was not a picture to be known

there were black petals that turned vivid colours for someone special to I

Tiger

I saw both of his hands filled with wounds week old

Could it be he attempted to pick this wonderful creation!

during that moment the flower transitioned to an atypical

releasing that familiar scent

making an indignation

which I realised how stupid I have been

For I knew she was always here while Tiger passes her path everyday

which made me ponder the reasons she might say

although I still ask until this day

Why Tiger out of all the Animal kingdom?

Was it because of his symmetrical face?

or Was it the abilities he does behind the closed curtains?

At first it was an electric shock numbing my veins

then a reality bullet swiftly came through

The gun was held by Peony and the trigger was pulled by Him

directed to my core

ending my virtuous mortal soul
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