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yes
the answer is yes. He told me so many times. The answer is no she said over in the corner of my mind's eye, that voice you never really abide but should, the girl who listened to her mother when she was scolded, it is interesting how she fades, as time wears on and you become so addicted. Each day is a new drug for you to endure, please yourself with the stimulations you can find. Upgraded my cigarettes from ultra light to light in hopes to earase your blood stained memory, but its not working..every weekend comes so full of reminding thoughts...puttting me in a place yesterday i almost forgot. I will not stop, i will not stop until i die, but every now and then as this girl i am i will break down and cry. I will remember the things you did, all the lies you told i will stare in the mirror til im so skinny i shiver from my tempature of cold. I will dress myself in every satin silke lace and sex i can find, i will dye my hair to defne the heart you broke..now in rebellion im sipping on wine while i imagine you choked as i dye it back with color streaks, chocoalte brown and dark shades of hidden meaning. I dont want any reminders of that night, lucky seven fuck sure it was just a curse, the full moon above me, sining in my eyes, i kept dancing from it, forgetting my demise, forgetting that voice of the bitch in my mind i ignore, forgetting the reasons i cant sleep while he snores. See its all so simple, the brusies they heal and just when you start to think happiness could be real, they start to show, you start to flail...your system breaks down and you fiend again, you relish in the slef pitey, you have food, you have shelther only your emotions can supress you in the batte - of day to day existence, you only wish confusion could amount to richer thoughts, you only wish you didnt have to regret the things you dont got, and it would be great not to have to believe, in stupid things like signs, karma and the creation stories of our birth, but i need to in order to see some hope. I need to, in order to keep going...and keeping killing the enemies, which are my thoughts, keep working, keep stroking the ego everytime it twitches...cause i only burn my own bridges, blowing out my own match...i strip off the patches of pain and replay that song again, so it can sooth...someone else sings my sorrows and i can weep in knowing yea man there is a tomorrow. No need for the mirror she's death in diguse, but i wish i could eat something, im starved in my slim tall body, i dont how how i got to feeling this soft..this sweet..i dont know, but since you my belly is empty and firm, my breast perky, my ass apple, arms and legs clean, my complextion is healed..i feel different. different then you. what does it feel? how did it feel? so good he says. My teeth our pearly white, yours chipped and yellow...i smell like allure frangrance and you ...its not a scent i remember, although your sex does enter my mind, i dont think in my young age i can re live a time when i felt that good, when a kiss was so sweet...sometimes i dream of just holding your hand, for in that moment i thought i was your lady and you were my man, maybe one day as they say unless im easily forgotten, i guess its the unanswered questions that leave me in sitting in my skirt of distress, i wear it so well, in many patterns, colors and sizes..it keeps getting shorter and smaller but its hotter in a way, i can earase him faster if i keep fucking the human race...but no, i like beautiful ones, and complex beautiful ones can only be, they are the people i should focus on..concentrate my soul into for they and i can be?
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this piece reminds me of a poet from 4daloveofpoetry.com.
you speak with such conviction.id like to see more of this as opposed to the other bs. its so hot its on fiya!
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id rather you post stuff like this.
its so much more better and satisfying to read then the other stuff. please post more.
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if its too personal you could always use one. theres an option you can use so it wont get published by Blogger. some of your stuffis really nice! Cheeers:)
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i dont have one, but they are way cooler then fucking lj's, my friend has one and i always plastered my raondom thought on there. i want one, but i doubt it could ever be as cool as my friends so i dont think i should bother.
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haha.lol.... i have a blog and i just keep it plain and simple, just like that one down there. the more flashy stuff you add the longer it takes to load:\
http://www.blogger.com/templates/minima/sample.html either way, you have some great stuff, keep it up!
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