Curdle

Burned the wallpaper that hid the cracks
summoned you for a battle of angst and hate
recognized we were fighting for each other's spaces
Fighting a war where victory always withers.

I screamed silently while you felt my anger
I crossed my fingers and hoped to win
I deprived you of my understanding and sympathy
I burned the bridge going towards you if there is any.

I derive pleasure from losing you
You deprive yourself with much to lose
We will never be allies in this samsara
but we never realized we both lost.

9-15-97
DLSU
Battle Time

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