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Garbage
Contributed by
plasticherry
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Sunday, 21st December 2014 @ 11:44:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Your cat's sleep as the darkness creeps
I lay and listen to my heart that you'd come home
I'm buried under your fluffy sheets
Yet again I fall asleep alone
With drowsy eyes I turn on my phone
But my words can't reach your heart
You're out with friends tonight
And yet again I fall apart
I feel like garbage along with the mess in your room
I know you're lazy but I knew you'd throw me out soon
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plasticherry
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2014-12-21 23:44:48]
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Re: Garbage
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by dvtpdw on
Tuesday, 23rd December 2014 @ 08:01:38 PM AEST
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| Your words speak of a truth often ignored in its simplicity! Pain and longing hidden in the process of waiting. I could see you in your words = very intense write, P |
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Re: Garbage
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by softerware on
Wednesday, 24th December 2014 @ 10:55:13 PM AEST
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You have said what so many feel, and so sincerely, that there is no evading the old feelings that stir.
You have no reason to preface your writings with an apology.
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