You sit there like rocks and want to hear poetry,
When all I want is somewhere to hide this melancholy.
You want the rain if the sun surely follows,
But don’t care for overcast.
I just enjoy the feel of weather.
You yell and scream in self-defence,
When I obliterate everything.
Yet when it is I who is being destroyed,
you sit in silence.
Story of my life.
Rest assured, that you may sit there like rocks forever,
just let me obliterate everything else in sight.
The same methods used
when you
broke my heart in two.
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