Easily hurt,
Hardly fine,
With death I flirt,
Ignoring passing time,

Bitterly done,
Sweet sorrow,
Life line gone,
But here comes tomorrow,

Bleakly ignorant,
Vividly pushed out,
Never forgotten,
Just too left out.

Author's Note: Oh, contrary to popular practice I will not post this at Winter Trees either. It's not related to Yun do not be mistaken. I've made it a point to not write poetry regarding that issue. However... this is related to Charlotte. It may not make much sense, but then again as long as it does make sense to me it's good enough. There's no specific purpose I wish to achieve, and as much as I owe her many apologies I doubt I am able to say anything aloud. I am just... forget it.

Kai-Teoh. Teoh Jun-Kai

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Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.