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[title] => Aversion
[time] => 2005-03-25 01:48:57
[hometext] => Arrogance and questions, i'll let you in on the secret. Why food never slips through these tightly sealed lips. I hate this world, its reality and everyone who forces me to live in it. we are the ***** on the earth. taking and ruining. burning and blaming.
[bodytext] => Consequence it's a threat you use three sneezes and my chest explodes no more easy breathing headache pounding unrelenting ache you say consequence as though someday i'm dying and i know it you dare me to continue "what if your hearts muscle won't contract due to electrolyte imbalance" "what then" i say "i'm dead" it's obvious i get it i'm dying my hair fills the brush and litters the floor i'm not eating six years and i think i know i know better than you the hurt i know better than you go back to your comfy couch your five o clock appointments twenty dollars an hour asking "why" i'll tell you the answer let you in on the secret i hate myself i hate the endless choices the inevitable ramifications the spoil of the dream, reality i hate it and all of you who force me to live it to endure it so you say "killing yourself is not the answer" and i reply, "i never wanted to die" i wanted the world to change to become a place full of life i never wanted to die but there is no life here a world of mirrors millions of pointing fingers people dodging the reflection go back to what you know the little girl cutting her wrist because daddy raped her twice last night i'm already dead so ***** it [comments] => 1 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 25 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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