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~Princess~

05:26 Dec 31 2025
Times Read: 118


~Princess~

August 26, 2025

Oh... did you miss me? After casting aside?
Did you....
...really?
...truly?
...actually, miss my egotistical side?


That smug little smirk that you never did see
but could loudly overhear on your long calls with me?

No. It's that simple. That door was always a choice.
twas on my idiotic self that I heard your forked voice.

Shatter the silence that perpetuated these running on visits,
Interrupting your loneliness and my soul's throat it slits

Keeping up promises seeping through lies
Coming back periodically, conniving with tries

Attempting to fill some dark void within you
While using me as some placeholder, shelved but in view

So twas the visits, on those long sarcastic nights
where fake laughs were had and some arguments frights

Where I as my person was always in doubt
Despite all I could say, and my souls silent shout.

So horrid was I that I beckoned your leave
I still told you to leave me, If you saw me evil perceived

Yet you came and you went, as you ever did please.
Where in place I only ever did ONCE for you reach.

In heartache and despair did I seek out a friend
to hear my small story and laugh in my face in the end.

I learned at that moment, what real value I held
Despite all of the red flags I secretly beheld.

So after years of letting you do as you did
I now am the monster, your true views unhid.

Why pretend friendship and lure me with hope
of a partnership of respect and emotional cope.

If I've always been this hideous being
That you've chosen to start outwardly screaming

Why then are there so fucking many,
conversations, numerous and plenty?
Why was I to convince our departed friend dear
Whom you ALSO now demonize, to your apologies hear?

We sat in our games, our friendship fun times to add
Stupid arguments, How many names Jaster Mereel could have had?
So in warcraft we stood arguing where to then play
Dear memories now suddenly stained and astray.

Craft your illusions ill maliciously intend
Conveniently No man can truly contend.
When last time we parted I was the one who chose then
that our interactions where futile, and must come to an end.

And from the decision did I now earn your ire
because I willingly shut out, that treatment retired.
The friend that I wanted and needed was long gone
and in place left a deep question, if there ever was one.

So contrived, twist and retell your stories old friend
I can only stand here and take it, listen to bile with no end.
But be certain and sure, that you've tickled my pride
And I'll tell you, no, everyone. With fervor in veins
with anger and pain filled delays
with sullen face kept and broken heart lays
with love for one of the many characters you play
with memory of someone, somewhere, in some way
could pretend that love never entered, saturated the fray
and circumstance centered on what words couldn't say
I for one never dominated, and in that I take extreme pride.
I for my manipulation let many things slide.
I for your submission never did try.
Your choices were always your own deep reside
within consequence of what choices abide.
You chose to leave and come back too many times to subside
that your choices were now somehow mine, taken in stride?
But when I chose finally to protect my own sake
and close that door to you, and that choice from you take
That was an insult to you, and inspired hate you can't slake?
So it's time to destroy me, with whatever weapons you can make.

So have at me, my dear, sweet little Hyde.
Tear at me, my sinews. Rip apart my insides.
Pummel and cart my being across the floor
Those believing lone words seek not the truth anymore.
Echo-chambers are dangerous, foolish quite fickle, a dangerous slide.
But if that's what it takes to validate that inexperienced pride.
You even flirted with my sister, but I guess that's all tried
and true methods of attempted jealous cries.

YOU were never a secret. Nor a dirty little lie.
I never hid you. Nor did our interactions I hide.
For some sick contemplation of what intentions claimed to be had.
Twisted solutions now telling point of views, interesting, bad.
My friends even knew you, my family as well.
Guess that's a lie too, oh so farce, false. Oh well.

So I'll tell you now Jekyll, my so sneakishly snide
Chosen to change my dear memories with pain and with strife.
So be it, let's have it
I'll acquiesce to your request
Certainly! At once!
It shall be done!
At your behest!
Your meal's at the ready
A cold, best served, dish...
Absolutely, my lady!
Right away!...

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As You Wish.

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Dreaming of You

08:42 Dec 21 2025
Times Read: 136


March 13, 2021



~Dreaming of You~




In my dream, I knew I dreamt
as I passionately dreamed of you.
I did not blink, nor hesitate
as I ran my fingers, my kisses over you.




You welcomed me, as lovers do
your smile a flame a passion new.
Your brightened eyes, your glinted smile,
your embracing touch; All these I knew.




I knew I dreamt and dreaming knew
how I, dove, in this in free form flight.
The dream t'was quick and quick it was
but the fantasy gift, I would not fight.




Regret was naught, my thoughts all you.
Believing this oasis real in deserts fought.
O'er me this sensation blew
Of past O time investments bought.




New kindly dreaming kindly seen
this warm unseeming nightly jest.
This brick, this coal this hollow pull;
pulling all breath and will right out my chest.




In dreaming I awake in dream
kissing you deeply, apprehensive why?
Your figure sits, lays sitting lies
To your ears I lay my questions; why?




Your smile, your gift, your answer gives
such befuddlement in fan.
You pull me close and whisper such lies,
and tell it so, "because you can."




My heart grew heavy, my flight did slow
to an incomplete yet sudden stop.
The heavy broken sense in it.
no promise of love could top.




I would not fight this dreaming;
this heartbreaking dream of mine.
Where our breaths did meet,
our skin did dance and our fingers intertwine.




O joyous moments were these no?
Where I did not wish the dream to sleep.
But how happy are they O?
That when awake I do not wish to dreaming be?


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