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[title] => This Kindness Is Killing Me
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[bodytext] => The monster deep within me cries out. Hatred, from a heart bred in the winter. Quiet the voices, it says. Those that speak softly and drive us mad. Those that think their helping but send us into rage. The ones who make us feel like children... Helpless once more against the world. Bitter tears run down my face... I reach to wipe them away... No other sleeve... I do not want another sleeve... You and your soft and helpful words... Can keep away from me. Rage. Why do I feel such rage... When they take my pride from me... Make me feel as thought there is a flaw in me... Make me want to beat them away... To seperate myself as best I can... Make me tear my arms to shreds... And cry my eyes out like an infant... Make me wish that I was not who I am... Just to be rid of this embarassment... I have been bred in solitude and individuality... I know nothing more, any longer... And cannot stand to have you standing next to me... Looking over my shoulder, And treating me as though I would not survive in the world... Only on the things I know. You do not let me breath on my own... I want to cut these ties... I need to be alone... You've made it so... I need to be alone. Get away. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 6 [informant] => ForeverAndADay [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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