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My Very Own Stalker
Contributed by
jyssvw
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Friday, 3rd November 2006 @ 09:10:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
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People always have reasons to do what they do best
Most people dont annoy you
But you just cant resist
One, a fat chick
The other an anorexic stick
One ate the cast stone
The other barely make a stink
As the words twist around in your mouth
I get this tangled sensation that opens up my lip
A world within my fury that knows no bounds
As it begins to rip
The poles are equidistant
From the central tendency of the width
Passengers constantly ride to the exit
Two pretty girls meet
And they kiss
Off to do each other
Catch a dinner with a twist
Something light and fulfilled
Something to win her over
Something tender and full of flavor
And then this gift was given to me
As I knew it right there and then
This meaningful place suddenly
Felt alive again, aging gracefully
Just go along, lets pretend
People are strange
Relative to you and me
There are no defined characteristics
Which define being
A functioning
Adult human being
Capable of rationalizing
Exactly what the hell she means
Rather like children
People gratify themselves
People love themselves
And so it should be
People care in between
I made the mistake of contacting the dead
Plucking my head
From the can of worms I always dread
Opened and splashed on my face
With harmful parasites leeching to my skin
I let the tear drop
I let the weakness set in
I made the mistake
Of thinking twice
Impulsively impolite
Genuinely out of sight
Its a part of me
The cause to do right
To be something Im not
To lie, in an honest write
To breath
Instead of rot
I made the mistake of believing
Or not
Having faith
I consider it a waste
I considered it a date
With destiny
I hesitate
I consider this my fate
I hope to God Im not too late
There is nothing ahead of me
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jyssvw
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2006-11-03 21:10:40]
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Re: My Very Own Stalker
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by hauntedscorp on
Saturday, 25th November 2006 @ 04:46:29 PM AEST
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Wow. That's an amazing piece jyss...Really great work. I felt enlightened reading this; it's very honest, but this part especially:
Its a part of me
The cause to do right
To be something Im not
To lie, in an honest write
To breath
Instead of rot
I made the mistake of believing
Or not
That's the most honest part of all. Great write, well done.
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