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[aid] => mick
[title] => Overload Of Perfection;
[time] => 2007-01-06 12:12:35
[hometext] => (whole title:)Overload Of Perfection; Killing Me With Your Weapon Of Choice, Your Dagger Etched With
[bodytext] => oh darling stare at me with your eyes of want, lust, love. i feel your desire burning through me with love, lust, and want. and these little things we do, nothing close to the real thing, sufficient, i suppose. but overall, compared to, these little things are a mere taunt. but baby we don't have to, if you don't want to, i know you want to. your words pour out, your words are an ocean, i'm falling in, drowning. i can swim, but you're too strong, too amazing, overload of perfectness. perfect as a prince, a princess in need, is this your final crowning? as i stare at the reflection, it's there, i'm looking, but just not seeing. words repeating through my mind, i feel you by me, arm around me, you're here, you are.! but where....? i look, open my eyes, turn around, but no. no one's there. here, i am alone. longing to hear the words you say with such a want, lust, love, that you love me, that you care. you're all i can think about, one thing, leads to another, to another, then back to you. tell me if you feel the same, baby, do you? these feelings, in word-form, is that how your ocean would spill? babe you know you can save me, from your words like an ocean, so deep, bail me out. overload of perfectness, i can't take in these words, these words, are the kill. and the weapon of choice, "i love you", a cheapshot, a sign of cheating. but baby all i hear is the "i love you". all i feel, is the weapon, the love, the murder, the pain. walking so slowly, hand in hand, forgetting the world in each step. and all is forgotten, misunderstood, not cared for, lost, with a kiss, so softly, in the rain. though those words, like an ocean, crashing over me in a wave, catching a shell scratched with your love, your killing me. but baby i hold on, we hold on, we last, forever, for as long as we possibly can, until i drown, completely. in your love, i am lost, in your overload of perfection, perception, your cheating, your cheapshots, i love it all. and with every single stab, from your weapon of choice, i listen each time more carefully, because each time, your killing me, so sweetly. <2 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 43 [informant] => xDiSaStErPiEcEx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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