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[mis]understanding

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We can’t stop crying for you
In that space where tears are silent
Killers of the truth and impure emotions
Are twisting our good intentions into
Nothing but a soulless grab for sensitivity.

You
Are everything we’re trying to be
In this unsheltered world of skirts pulled high
With lipstick smudged onto our teeth
In our attempts to smile smile smile for the cameras.

You
Are the bourbon sweet breath
On naked necks that we searched for and couldn’t find
In those dank bar corners that smelt of piss and loneliness.

But you
are the one who is killing life from the inside
And folding hope next to laundered sheets
As if your self destruction is just another game
In an already impressive bag of tricks.

We can't stop crying for you
Because you refuse to cry for yourself.
 
damn that was one well written piece, well done - I got alot of imagery from it and thats what I like :)
 
it made me sad. too much of life has that hopeless feel. and we're discovering more like that every day. when theres nothing left worth anything, where is left to turn?
 
just as i was thinking bout you hun i stubmled across this...what can i say? nothing that you havent heard a hundred times before. you write from the heart and this one in particular made me sad because of the harsh reality of what you write.
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when theres nothing left worth anything, where is left to turn?

...lets just hope it doesnt come to that.
 
Harsh realities are how you take them,,, do you bend to the thoughts and patterns in your head,, or do you get strong and find your way of balance of life.Guess we all struggle with that everyday.

Great work girl :)
 
almost missed this one....
and i would have been kicking myself!

But you
are the one who is killing life from the inside
And folding hope next to laundered sheets
As if your self destruction is just another game
In an already impressive bag of tricks.
impressive, much like this.
 
Why do some people not care that they are destroying themself from the inside out and all we can do is watch?

I'm sad for her because she's not sad enough to change but she's too sad to care.

ant: I think there'll always be something worth something ... even if it's just a banana paddlepop or a supersized coke.
 
that feels really powerful.
Nothing seems to let up and it keeps on attacking.

Bare honesty and descriptive wordplay make me appreciate it.

I dont know if I like it yet, but I certainly appreciate it :)

Thanks
 
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