Empty Stains, Faded Pieces

I sidestepped away from your catchphrase

I refuse to glide in your metaphors

Pieces of me die

I accidentally tripped in your outlandish allegory

I watched you emphatically deny your bewitching desires

Pieces of me fade

I tiptoed in your monsoon of paragraphs

I glanced at your impatient pupils

Pieces of me disappear

I wasted never ending hours for your indecisiveness

I ignored my instincts and dusted off the pain

Pieces of me stain

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