Patterns

Patterns

A Poem by Wasteofpaint666

I am an

intricate design

of imperfect

patterns

that collapses

between

passion and sadness.

I fear the night

is too bright

to bestow

the perfection

I reserve

for the few

I have allowed

myself to know.

© 2015 Wasteofpaint666


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Added on November 10, 2015
Last Updated on November 10, 2015
Tags: poem, poetry, personal, love, breakup, self, romance, stupid

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Wasteofpaint666
Wasteofpaint666

Portland, OR



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I treat objects like women, I drink like my dad, and I'm not as cool as you think. I spend more than half my day in head. INTJ, OCD, and BAMF. more..

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