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I was running when...
You took the shot
Scraped knees and broken heart
You watched me fall

It was within the night that you had forsaken my hand
Left me at bay with all my devices
Old wind up radio grasping to play our song
We spin and spin while the stations slowly fade

This busted speaker I called my heart
Plays distorted beats
Old games between the sheets
Run my fingers down the silhouette of your back
As the blurred lines of you fade away

This makes it hard to love you
You keep telling me to stay
In my ears I see you're never coming back
The old you has gone away

This spitting venom from behind
Is soaking our once dreamed lives
I have no space for negative lines
Prison full from all your crimes
If only you can see the knife in your words
Would you toss them so well?

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She throws them well

Contributed by lostrelic on Wednesday, 8th October 2014 @ 03:08:46 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I was running when...
You took the shot
Scraped knees and broken heart
You watched me fall

It was within the night that you had forsaken my hand
Left me at bay with all my devices
Old wind up radio grasping to play our song
We spin and spin while the stations slowly fade

This busted speaker I called my heart
Plays distorted beats
Old games between the sheets
Run my fingers down the silhouette of your back
As the blurred lines of you fade away

This makes it hard to love you
You keep telling me to stay
In my ears I see you're never coming back
The old you has gone away

This spitting venom from behind
Is soaking our once dreamed lives
I have no space for negative lines
Prison full from all your crimes
If only you can see the knife in your words
Would you toss them so well?

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2014-10-08 15:08:46]
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Re: She throws them well (User Rating: 1 )
by Other_World_Woman on Saturday, 11th October 2014 @ 11:06:04 AM AEST
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Emotional indeed. Keep your head up. Great write.

Re: She throws them well (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 11th October 2014 @ 01:18:39 PM AEST
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Great job writing this. Parts of it actually reminded me of an older write of my own. Suffice to say I understand the feelings here. This begs another read...Thanks for posting.

~Scorp

Re: She throws them well (User Rating: 1 )
by femyed on Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 03:16:59 AM AEST
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Emotionally expressive. What a great write that says the extent of the pain inflicted by heartbreak.

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