Petits XVI

I always win

There’s prosperity in my touch

There’s blessings in my prayers

There’s luck in my wishes for you

Our friendship is the silver lining

My hope will become your potential realized

Too bad though

i love losing to those who say they care.

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Where I used to wince

There’s is only now wood

I knock upon it daily

Questioning if it will ever will be flesh once again.

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If you only like me…

Why have you done more than the one who said he loved me?

Why have you made me feel

When I was convinced that I’m all but hollow.

I hear a searching echo where i promised to only let in silence evermore.