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Don't throw pills in a guests mouth
Contributed by
deadson
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Wednesday, 30th March 2011 @ 04:05:31 AM in AEST
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I tell my jokes to the things I stole from you.. my stories tell themselves.. and my clocks they play the patients.. in my living room is an emergency.. the walls they talk like strangers, but no one listens.. no one believes them, or me even (me).. things just never seem to add up, but everything is an addition to something in addition to every other part of the equation.. it's a relationship, a silent understanding, a collective effort of cause and reflection.. ***** the mystery, a shadow is just a hole, we can't separate the darkness from itself for long enough to realize that we are a part of it.. my memories are strung along and together like the pieces of a letter I wrote to you expressing my inability to love.. the letter that you eventually tore up.. and i find myself finding nothing better to do than to try to rewrite it over and over.. history is just rerun of all of the unfinished lives we throw away and catch ourselves getting caught up in.. so if you take anything from this at all, please just forget you ever wanted to know me because even I couldn't seem to find an answer confident enough to question itself..
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Re: Don't throw pills in a guests mouth
(User Rating: 1 ) by Tomboy on
Wednesday, 30th March 2011 @ 02:51:01 PM AEST (User
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