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by ~SharingSecrets, Dec 12, 2008, 10:22:19 AM
Literature / Poetry / Philosophical / Open

i could talk about how my feet hurt
and how i wish i could shave off my hair
and run around like someone
with cancer
but i don't
(running around like you have cancer
makes other people sad)

i could use my fingers
and make your lips form
a smile
but in my head you're a spontaneous human being
and spontaneous people
don't need help to smile
(so i just let your lips hang
and stand on my hands
pretending your body was a factoryfault)

i could pretend i'm happy
and not thinking about you
i could pretend that i wasn't sad when
i noticed the bus didn't follow
the way to your -hopefully- beating heart

i could do so many things
but instead i'll just keep myself
alive

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he stands trembling, his lips are off.
his eyes are the saddest i've ever seen.
his arms aren't finding the usual spot, folded.
"i stood on a bridge this morning"

- -

coldplays' viva la vida fills the church.
it's a sick, sick joke.
"i know st. Peter won't call my name."
and he just lays there.

- -

she knows what he means.
she only needs words, no sentences.
she takes his numb arms apart
and hugs him. hard.

- -

"he will be sorely missed."
soft sobs are heard, every pair of lips
are trembling and wet with tears.
he will be sorely missed.

- -

he didn't jump.
(he just stood.
contemplating life.)time by ~SharingSecrets

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this hurts more.this hurts more than when
the doctor pulled out both
of my teeth without any drug to
make me feel numb

this hurts more then when
she said they had pulled the
plug

this hurts more than when
he looked at me and said he
loved her, not me

when he said i will never
break your heart, though
i might make it sting a little

i should've just stepped back
and danced with someone else
insteadthis hurts more. by ~SharingSecrets

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he's not a member of a churchhe's dancing, smiling, saying
"i know all the songs" his eyes lock
with her and he just smiles, but
the world stops. she caved in.

he stands there - hair confused,
as if it doesn't know whether it
truly belongs to his head.
"i don't know, i just don't know.
sorry."

he takes her hair
and makes it looks like
the hair of a teletubbie.
"you look so magical."he's not a member of a church by ~SharingSecrets

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i'll be honest with you
i say sorry too much for the smallest things,
but i mean everyone of them. i'm sometimes so insecure
that all i can do is smile in fear of saying the wrong words
and scare you away. i can be crazy as hell and come up with
the stupidest ideas, but they'll be fun. and whenever you say
i look pretty i will just smile and shake my head.
(i'm trying to learn to accept compliments, but it's so hard to believe people
when they say something nice about me, about my looks.)

i can imagine how i'm more than a handful. how i can be tiring
with my monologues about the second world war or
how i fight for my opinions. hell, i can be a stubbi'll be honest with you by ~SharingSecrets

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by ~SharingSecrets, Apr 20, 2012, 2:08:52 PM
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it's amazing how i always get myself in situations that are both awkward and frustrating.
it's amazing how the timing of certain elements, certain persons are never in sync with mine.
it's amazing how i'm still being dazzled by him. how he can almost program my reaction.
it's amazing how i feel he's my rock. a person i'll know for years to come.
it's amazing how well i know him, how well he can read me.
it's amazing how i don't trust him fully.

he's the best friend of my boyfriend.
he's my crush.
he's the guy who told me last night: if you leave him, i'll leave her.

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i'm becoming the one who'll tear out an innocent heart.

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