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You know I hate you right?
For the record I know you despise me even more.
I'm not even sure why except to say I showed up at a new school one day and there were instant daggers between us.
We’ve been sparring ever since.
Verbal insults traded when we don’t have the time to take pose and strike and nasty bruises when we do.
You represent all that I strive for and everything I’m not. Rich, Cocky, Smart, Athletic, Quick Witted, Handsome.
And there in lies the unwelcome truth of the matter.
If you were to ever to actually touch me with less than spite in your eyes, I’d kill you.
Mostly for fear that I might just touch you back.
For the record I know you despise me even more.
I'm not even sure why except to say I showed up at a new school one day and there were instant daggers between us.
We’ve been sparring ever since.
Verbal insults traded when we don’t have the time to take pose and strike and nasty bruises when we do.
You represent all that I strive for and everything I’m not. Rich, Cocky, Smart, Athletic, Quick Witted, Handsome.
And there in lies the unwelcome truth of the matter.
If you were to ever to actually touch me with less than spite in your eyes, I’d kill you.
Mostly for fear that I might just touch you back.
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'CALL IT CUTTERS INTUITION'
"CALL IT CUTTERS' INTUITION"
Turn it red
Watch it run
Turn me over when you're done
Yes i know
Sickened slow
Quicker though to let it go
Open up
Feel the rush
Weaker now with every gush
Purple lips
Icy hands
Knocking knee-caps nauseous plans
Hide and seek
Had enough
Not so good at acting tough
Trust in love
Let it show
Soft as powder pale as snow
Broken words
Speak to me
Sin's a pleasure too you see
Last resort
First appeal
Liquid stains a stainless steel
Cut to clean
Shed your pain
Suck the life of every vein
Take it in
Its your hell
Bare what no one else can tell
How could you?
Why pretend?
Lose yourself the
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short poems
Unheard
My soul trembles as I speak
Pleading for acknowledgement
Strong words, full of meaning
Completely unheard.
Eyes
Gate way to the soul,
So they say,
I dont believe.
People these days
Could care less.
Alone
Awake to the morn with no greeting,
Nor at night not a sweet dream.
Breakfast, nonexistent,
Lunch, mask wearing,
Dinner, listening.
When the day is done
Sleep by thy self;
Only dreams and loneliness to keep company.
Heart
Pieces fall off,
As the years pass by.
Bruises fade,
As time continues.
Scars reopen and close,
When I think of you.
Better this way
Its better this way,
Thats what I
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For you...
I weigh 110lbs,
I'm fat, I'm so fat.
You'll never love me,
I know that.
Maybe I should starve to death
Or puke until I see blood.
Or count every calorie,
or do all the above.
I will be beautiful,
just wait and see,
I'm 105lbs,
do you love me?
Not yet, not yet,
she's still better then I.
Not yet, so close.
I yank out my hair and cry.
cry because I want to be
beautiful enough for you.
Cry and cry,
cause I don't know what to do!
I'm 103lbs, I'm so close,
but, not yet,
My fat is toning,
My ribs stick out a little bit.
I'll make you love me,
I'll be perfect, I promise.
I'll be so beautiful,
Good enough for you to kiss.
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I was reading too much ... um ... yeah.
Edit: 2011.08.10 I took out this line "Did I mention we have the same Sensei? You'd think a nice sized town such as this would have more than one decent dojo. Apparently not."
It showed possible bakground but it wasn't necessary for the feel of the poem/story.
lol. oh happy editting
2012.06.10 hmmm. played with it a tiny bit today and added to a few groups ....
Edit: 2011.08.10 I took out this line "Did I mention we have the same Sensei? You'd think a nice sized town such as this would have more than one decent dojo. Apparently not."
It showed possible bakground but it wasn't necessary for the feel of the poem/story.
lol. oh happy editting
2012.06.10 hmmm. played with it a tiny bit today and added to a few groups ....
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I like the punch of the last line.