Array ( [sid] => 114085 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => not about love [time] => 2006-02-01 10:43:09 [hometext] => damn, i let it happen again, girls suck......when will i learn to just give up and quit trying? [bodytext] => excitement blooms in surreal shapes like lumps but no one feels and i go painfully unnoticed
darkening, quietly inside with a stars resillience to lonliness, in a semblance of suicides
like fireworks trying to outdo each other but fading all the same
i contemplate the dying of sparks
of past novembers and last years love
i watch the fire, less enchanting than before
just.. burning
and to excite something i throw an old diary
and watch the words turn to smoke
becomeing formless as i always wanted them to be
but I'm lackluster in eloquence
and all out of anything that could be defined as
elegant. trust me. this time.
and I'll deconstruct a line of delusion.
unwind a tapestry.
reveal the apologies you carved on my face
love spells sorry
but no appology is needed
i take all the blame
bleeding memory's from my eyes.
and calling them tears.
with a few left over letters running down my cheeks
colliding with the stars dareing them to scream back.
its not an apology
its you that i lack
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not about love
Date: Wednesday, 1st February 2006 @ 10:43:09 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: socialmisfit
excitement blooms in surreal shapes like lumps but no one feels and i go painfully unnoticed
darkening, quietly inside with a stars resillience to lonliness, in a semblance of suicides
like fireworks trying to outdo each other but fading all the same
i contemplate the dying of sparks
of past novembers and last years love
i watch the fire, less enchanting than before
just.. burning
and to excite something i throw an old diary
and watch the words turn to smoke
becomeing formless as i always wanted them to be
but I'm lackluster in eloquence
and all out of anything that could be defined as
elegant. trust me. this time.
and I'll deconstruct a line of delusion.
unwind a tapestry.
reveal the apologies you carved on my face
love spells sorry
but no appology is needed
i take all the blame
bleeding memory's from my eyes.
and calling them tears.
with a few left over letters running down my cheeks
colliding with the stars dareing them to scream back.
its not an apology
its you that i lack


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