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For the eighteenth time that weekend
I slumped with my back against the wall
Clutching my mobile in tired hands
I shakily connected the call

I dialled my number for weeks on end
And never once picked up the phone
In my pathetic world of psychosis
I guessed it meant I was alone

You, who'd watched me disappear
Decided to join the game
With your 'concerned face' and a prepared speech
You noted my waning frame

With a vehemence left in so few
I said, "It’s something I have to do"
And behind the lies and the blood shot eyes
I thought I would get through.
And now, I’m left to you

This control had been
My one remaining token
And now look at my beautiful bones...
They’re broken

Spitting poison through gritted teeth
I promised you I would be weak
And after it all I almost welcomed the fall,
But don't dare confuse liar with cheat.

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Contributed by bohemian_with_a_pen on Sunday, 21st January 2007 @ 06:25:26 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

For the eighteenth time that weekend
I slumped with my back against the wall
Clutching my mobile in tired hands
I shakily connected the call

I dialled my number for weeks on end
And never once picked up the phone
In my pathetic world of psychosis
I guessed it meant I was alone

You, who'd watched me disappear
Decided to join the game
With your 'concerned face' and a prepared speech
You noted my waning frame

With a vehemence left in so few
I said, "It’s something I have to do"
And behind the lies and the blood shot eyes
I thought I would get through.
And now, I’m left to you

This control had been
My one remaining token
And now look at my beautiful bones...
They’re broken

Spitting poison through gritted teeth
I promised you I would be weak
And after it all I almost welcomed the fall,
But don't dare confuse liar with cheat.

Copyright Â© bohemian_with_a_pen ... [ 2007-01-21 06:25:26]
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Re: blank (User Rating: 1 )
by NDean on Sunday, 21st January 2007 @ 06:52:55 AM AEST
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Such an emotional poem. I love it. To tell you the truth Blank would be a good title as it links to the imagery of the main characters soul. But ill leave weepingprophet to name it for you.
Brilliant Read

Nathan

Re: blank (User Rating: 1 )
by priss on Sunday, 4th March 2007 @ 09:54:51 PM AEST
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beautiful and brilliant. love it

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