you meaningless distraction of destruction

tick tock

i will be okay

cascading towers that stay lit at night

keep me company

feel alone in your abandoned suburb

i roam around the faceless crowd

losing my fear of desertion far

there is no reason for your arrival here

no one needs you here

no one craves you here

yet i welcome you inside

offering tea

before you throw it in my face

and leave like clockwork

tick tock

burnt eyelashes

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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