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The Experiment
Contributed by
OnceAnAngel
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Wednesday, 29th December 2010 @ 12:10:52 PM in AEST
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There is a point when one has to accept defeat.
Im embracing it.
Looking back, it was rough but its worth a try.
Im not gonna cry.
I wish I could talk to you.
I denied, i said no. but i know it wont go through.
even if I tell you, he left because he wanted to.
He removed himself from you. I didnt......
and to you...
I could understand that your loyalty does not belong to me.
But frankly, i didnt expect the betrayal either.
Its alright.......thats how we learn.
I asked, and was clear but i gave freely.
I will find the strength to carry on.
If it fits you see me in chains, I'll throw locks in too.
My family is not perfect, no not by any means.
In fact its totally blemished...but weighing things.
I think i made the right decision.
cant be tamed..owned...
hidden.
sorry. i failed.
We are all broken in one way or another.
Some of us choose to hide. I did. I came out-got shot.
I tried.. because i thought i saw a spark. but it got too big, i burned.
and for once, I'll stop at a single attempt.
never again. i think ive given enough chance for myself, for you, to us.
I always believe that goodbye is not forever.
even dead people have a chance to be reunited.
Its not meant for me? oh that..i realized that youre not talking to me most of the time.
its always mirrored. Its up to me if I want to own it. but its not for me.
songs..posts..letters you bled on papers.
even when directed to read, the words are for anyone, everyone. and i get it now.
Margaret Ross once said, the origin of bullying is name calling.
Broken and sad. but with lessons learned.
I am happy though that along the way, I stopped and shook your hand. I always thought they were cold.
As quick as it may have been..i will definitely take so much from it on my way.
The love, my words, the movies in my head.. remain.
they will always be there, even when youre not.
I never lied. nor pretended. i revealed myself.
I was clear with what i can give and wishes to give.
no put ons. nothing like that.
and even though i would not understand how it is to be you,
i think, its wrong to even hate you just a bit.
Love is kind.
I begged you to keep the things i shared. myself.
many times...but you wanted me to dance on a spot light.
darkness is definitely comfortable.
but im dragged in the middle..got to play now.
and now, im singing.....
You are the only One Who can undo what i've become...............................
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2010-12-29 12:10:52]
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Re: The Experiment
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by kleetas on
Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 12:50:43 AM AEST
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| yes..that WAS an experiment |
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Re: The Experiment
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by Black13 on
Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 09:40:59 AM AEST
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| Very powerful. I can tell I'll have to read it a few extra times to try to even begin to get every line fully. |
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Re: The Experiment
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by Deadson on
Friday, 25th February 2011 @ 02:07:59 AM AEST
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| Life is The Experiment |
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