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Array ( [sid] => 146083 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Reprehensible Flaws [time] => 2008-11-03 11:32:09 [hometext] => sorry if its a little hard to read, i may have needed to leave out some commas.. [bodytext] => Incoherent scars trail my wrists, arms and thighs ,
each telling a unforgiving story that you will twist and warp to make your own.
Just start another rumor,
fuel my desire furthermore.
I beg of you, for I need one more brittle excuse to get me by,
I ,at least, will have a motive for my weakness.
For I don’t want to admit that my frailty,
may just be the fault of my own mind.
Could it be?
I destructed myself,
untill there’s only a defenseless child whimpering for a helping hand.
But it still dose not explain what is now (but most certainly not at first) my unfulfilled desire,
that someone, if anyone, will come running or possibly even walking just to reassure me.

I do not flaunt my flaws for I know they’re wrong,
but they still linger and I’m afraid they will never fade completely.
No madder how much we are ready to part,
the world refuses to let us.
Binding us scornfully together,
forcing me to drown in my own shame that you gaily mock.
Is this really what society has came to?
I realize my selfishness,
but can someone just explain this generation?
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Reprehensible Flaws
Date: Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 11:32:09 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: weepingXxwillows

Incoherent scars trail my wrists, arms and thighs ,
each telling a unforgiving story that you will twist and warp to make your own.
Just start another rumor,
fuel my desire furthermore.
I beg of you, for I need one more brittle excuse to get me by,
I ,at least, will have a motive for my weakness.
For I don’t want to admit that my frailty,
may just be the fault of my own mind.
Could it be?
I destructed myself,
untill there’s only a defenseless child whimpering for a helping hand.
But it still dose not explain what is now (but most certainly not at first) my unfulfilled desire,
that someone, if anyone, will come running or possibly even walking just to reassure me.

I do not flaunt my flaws for I know they’re wrong,
but they still linger and I’m afraid they will never fade completely.
No madder how much we are ready to part,
the world refuses to let us.
Binding us scornfully together,
forcing me to drown in my own shame that you gaily mock.
Is this really what society has came to?
I realize my selfishness,
but can someone just explain this generation?

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