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Array ( [sid] => 38563 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Don't Look At Me Like That [time] => 2004-03-14 08:27:08 [hometext] => Errrrrm, I was feeling slightly muderous and stabbed my teddy with a crafts knife AHAHAHA DIE TEDDYYYY.. then felt guilty.. sowwy tedy =( [bodytext] => Don't look at me like that,
It's not as if you're bleeding, is it?
I only stabbed you in the back, just the once,
You don't bleed anyway, You're not real,
Are you?
You don't scream either,
Even if you tried, Your lips are stitched, so neat,
Pretty blue stitches, Form a perfect smile, too,
You remind me of myself, in a way,
Your eyes are sad too, yet you smile,
Which is fake?
Are you forcing a smile? Or are you pretending to cry?
Is it because I stabbed you? It was only the once,
Not even very deep, I only just managed to pierce you,
You're a perfect victim, Because you don't move,
You cannot struggle, Because you are not real,
See? You don't bleed, not like me,
Though, Maybe you will fall apart,
I see your stitches aren't so neat now,
Not where i stabbed you anyway,
Would you mind if I did it again?
Deeper this time, perhaps?
It makes me feel better,You see, Please don't cry,
The salty water would surely ruin your colours,
Faded stains are not pretty, Don't spoil yourself,
For then you truely would be me,
An obscene reflection of myself in stitches,
I wouldn't wish that upon you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 267 [topic] => 59 [informant] => sweet-poison [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )

Don't Look At Me Like That

Contributed by sweet-poison on Sunday, 14th March 2004 @ 08:27:08 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

Don't look at me like that,
It's not as if you're bleeding, is it?
I only stabbed you in the back, just the once,
You don't bleed anyway, You're not real,
Are you?
You don't scream either,
Even if you tried, Your lips are stitched, so neat,
Pretty blue stitches, Form a perfect smile, too,
You remind me of myself, in a way,
Your eyes are sad too, yet you smile,
Which is fake?
Are you forcing a smile? Or are you pretending to cry?
Is it because I stabbed you? It was only the once,
Not even very deep, I only just managed to pierce you,
You're a perfect victim, Because you don't move,
You cannot struggle, Because you are not real,
See? You don't bleed, not like me,
Though, Maybe you will fall apart,
I see your stitches aren't so neat now,
Not where i stabbed you anyway,
Would you mind if I did it again?
Deeper this time, perhaps?
It makes me feel better,You see, Please don't cry,
The salty water would surely ruin your colours,
Faded stains are not pretty, Don't spoil yourself,
For then you truely would be me,
An obscene reflection of myself in stitches,
I wouldn't wish that upon you.

Copyright © sweet-poison ... [ 2004-03-14 08:27:08]
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Re: Don't Look At Me Like That (User Rating: 1 )
by liquidsunshine on Sunday, 14th March 2004 @ 03:20:54 PM AEST
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I'm not sure this is psychotic, but then again what do I know about all that?
I think I actually like this poem. At least I like the way you talked about the teddy. Does it bleed? No. Can it feel pain? No. But it still feels bad to stab it. You can still feel the remorse for causing pain.
Ha. Now I know why I like it.... "remorse for causing pain". Just ask me about that sometime... or maybe someday soon I'll post my poem that can clearly (I think) describe my remorse.

Good poem...................I think.

liquidsunshine

Re: Don't Look At Me Like That (User Rating: 1 )
by Pompous on Sunday, 14th March 2004 @ 09:39:17 PM AEST
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your intro made me laugh...but the poem made me think, i love this poem its so unique very well written

Re: Don't Look At Me Like That (User Rating: 1 )
by whisper-of-night on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 11:57:18 PM AEST
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pretty spooky.....(*shivers*).....I can almost picture you sitting on bed with a knife in your hand, while holding a cute teddie in another, whisper to him like a good friend, smiling and apoligizing, yet your words are so...... god I don't know how to describe it! I love the way you write this poem, but I hope you will repair the poor teddie's wound, pleeeeaasssse?(*blinks and smile*)

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