Untitled PoemYou should've known better,
lover,
That I could hold up the world for you,
But you just don't seem that worried,
troubled,
So it's something that I have yet to do,
You know they call me titan,
Atlas,
For I've held the world up in the long run,
Baby they call you broken,
Icarus,
You flew too close to the sun. Untitled Poem
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RegretIt seems lately I've been feeling kind of, all the time, I'm down. Even worse it's like I became king, then lost my crown. I rule over all these ancient beings, a heartless being. They're upset over things they think that they're not seeing. What am I? Disrespected, unintended. The second best to the heart that keeps your pain extended. Not even that, God, I miss you and you wonder why. You say you're nothing special, well then what am I? I left castles, broken homes, but who could've known? I walked away in a mess that I promised to never leave alone. Wishing now that I could take the world by myself. I never once cared about my mind, or hea Regret
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