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The fight

Contributed by Lessa on Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 08:36:52 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



To get the last word sometimes means losing your respect
i think i lost that tonight, as we fought, as we danced the dance of the wicked, of the cruel, of the mean,
back and forth our banter continued
we tossed the ball of anger back and forth to one another
u called me names, i called u worse, we punch each other with words and it only got harsher
u told me i used u and never loved u, ill let u believe that since i want u to, it will hurt u more if u do
i told you u were sweet and said kind things to you,
i knew that would make u shiver and cry,
i knew everything to say to make u hurt worse, i knew how to cut u as deep as i could,
i got the last word and i knew i had won
until tonight when u said i was heartless
i thought i was numb, like i knew it was coming, but who can brace themselves from the knife of words
this fight is over, i really am numb now
i give up the last word to u
cause now i am down
will u kick me? i would
this fight is over, im bloody and bruised,
let it be known that u finally won




Copyright © Lessa ... [ 2004-01-11 20:36:52]
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Re: The fight (User Rating: 1 )
by mercedes on Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 10:06:04 PM AEST
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Who ever said words do not hurt? This was sad but well written


Re: The fight (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 10:24:18 PM AEST
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Oh my this sounds like me............words do hurt great expressions here.Sometimes we can wound one another deeper with words than we can with our fists, sad but true.
Michelle


Re: The fight (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 07:18:02 AM AEST
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by monkey on Sunday, January 11 2004 @ 21:08:19 CST
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Wow. I got the chills reading this. Reminds of a fight I had. Sounds like this really happened to you too. Am I wrong? Its really good. I like it. Nice job.
Missy Monkey




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