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Implied

Contributed by stateofgray on Tuesday, 20th May 2003 @ 02:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Your eyes imply "hi"
You wave to me without waving.
Its weird wouldn't you say? I want out
Out- out of here & now
I don't want to wither
In this awkwardness
I don't want to die, by
passing you, my breath stops
refusing to come out, your eyes
are still implying a "hi".
Little do you know,
That every action i do regarding you
is implying ,a screaming goodbye.

It is not in me to be brash,
I have a high tolerance for you
But the sight of you, the auditable frenquency
of your , creeking, screeching voice
Jumbling selfish ignorant comments
that you make
to hurt everyone around you
makes my blood boil with anger
it makes my body quiver with something.
I can't even describe it in words.
Your presence makes me seethe,
it makes everyone around you seethe
but your so self-absorbed,
your so blind by your image
that redolent bull***** it gives off,
that everything everyone feels
about you
you cannot even see.

I grab my pen as you smile at me,
and squeeze it it as if it was you.
The pigment of my skin turns dark beige
to a fiery flaming blood red.
The physical manifestation
Of what i feel for you, and the obvious spite
of what i feel coming out.
I smile with hypocricy i know
As bad as you may be,
As mad as you have made me
I can't hurt you with what i feel.
You need to learn all on your own
i can't wistful hope you've suddenly grown.
Your aura is like that of a kids.
Not even aware of the importance of feelings
or what they did.
So, i calm down, i understand
I refrain to chastise
or slap you with my hand.
Your eyes imply a "Hi"
and i know what you want me to do.
Systematically i open my mouth to say,
and i push, and force and try
against me will,
To say between us that word to me
is the hateful, seething, and loathed,from
the implications of your eyes,
I finally break the ice, and say "Hi"

Copyright © stateofgray ... [ 2003-05-20 02:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Implied (User Rating: 1 )
by sideshowrunaway on Wednesday, 28th May 2003 @ 01:26:24 AM AEST
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I totally get this. I swear, some people you just want to push off of a really tall building and hope they catch their eyelid on a nail. And the worst part is THEY DON'T GET IT. I hate that about people.

Sarah

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