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Array ( [sid] => 67369 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD [time] => 2004-10-14 02:15:29 [hometext] => Tonight... i was lonely... and only had the pen and paper to keep me company... [bodytext] => Please excuse
the
brutal honesty
of
these phrases-
So many times
i gag
on the words-
As i pick at
the scarred remains
of this
charred and broken heart.

Last night was
heaven-
and today i woke
up in hell-
went to sleep
in the comfort
of your arms-
woke up gasping
for air
in your absense.

the most favorable pain
is that of
the exhausted-
the lonely, unloved
no bodies of society-
who went searching
for shooting stars-
and lost all
in the process.

hear me out
for once-
stop talking
over me-
looking through me-
tearing me open
to expose all my flaws.

this vulnerability
is just a kink-
in the design
the perfect mold-
broke and super
glued back together-
in hopes
that no one notices
the cracks.

i must have
forgotten
how much i hate-
this world-
this uncontrollable feeling
this undesirable torture tactic-
of a broke soul.

the magic
word-
to break this spell-
this back luck
is-
love.

im tired of being alone. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 21 [informant] => xSlashXPrettyXSkinx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD

Contributed by xSlashXPrettyXSkinx on Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 02:15:29 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

Please excuse
the
brutal honesty
of
these phrases-
So many times
i gag
on the words-
As i pick at
the scarred remains
of this
charred and broken heart.

Last night was
heaven-
and today i woke
up in hell-
went to sleep
in the comfort
of your arms-
woke up gasping
for air
in your absense.

the most favorable pain
is that of
the exhausted-
the lonely, unloved
no bodies of society-
who went searching
for shooting stars-
and lost all
in the process.

hear me out
for once-
stop talking
over me-
looking through me-
tearing me open
to expose all my flaws.

this vulnerability
is just a kink-
in the design
the perfect mold-
broke and super
glued back together-
in hopes
that no one notices
the cracks.

i must have
forgotten
how much i hate-
this world-
this uncontrollable feeling
this undesirable torture tactic-
of a broke soul.

the magic
word-
to break this spell-
this back luck
is-
love.

im tired of being alone.

Copyright © xSlashXPrettyXSkinx ... [ 2004-10-14 02:15:29]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 03:09:18 AM AEST
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tonight i was lonely too, welcome to the club! we can keep it going where all the lonely people come together and they aren't lonely anymore! woo!! lol, sorry... it's LATE! take care, and love your pen and paper - they will be kind to you.

-smelly_man!

Re: BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 05:13:40 AM AEST
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wow, i love it!

Re: BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD (User Rating: 1 )
by xemptydecemberx on Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 12:39:41 PM AEST
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definitly something I can relate to at the moment, and greatly written.

Re: BReaK ThiS CuRSeD 'PeRFeCT' MoLD (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 12:53:52 PM AEST
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It is as if you spat your heart out onto the page here.... and it is incredible because of that.

Lonely.... is so very inspirational but so damn hard. *sigh* yeh.

Crazy well done, Lindsey!
SNM

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