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[title] => Sickening Sycophant
[time] => 2006-07-28 07:10:51
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[bodytext] => Why do you even bother to ask When you know the answer is no No I don’t love you Scatter the silence Into fragments Until music is heard Until the exact chord Attuned with exact word Is uttered Hesitantly stuttered I love you Was faintly muttered Now, what am I supposed to do with all this silence Did you expect to slit my wrist To sleep the days away unconscious Drug myself into easing numbness Appeasing nothingness Pass in and out of reality Craziness Your body felt like bliss Everything was perked up No flimsiness Everything got soaked up What a mess Horrendous Oh how I have ached and longed for this Used to playing the pacifist Now an aggressor The witty antagonist Seeking the pleasures The beneficiary of a masochist In the obituary Jot down my last name Weary of my own brain Impulses one is not meant to resist Or refrain From The experiment Let loose a clenched fist A relaxed temperament Scatter the silence So that a voice become imminent Significant _________ ______ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Lancaster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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