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as firefighters approached the wreckage
Contributed by
summers
on
Saturday, 7th May 2005 @ 04:00:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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i never called you after the accident.
i don’t know how you’re doing
and i don’t know when you’ll be out of the hospital.
i’ve never been one to dwell on these things,
but i’ve never felt the attraction as i have to you.
i’m not the kind of person to pray for you.
(i’m not the kind of person to pray at all…and you know this.)
and there’s a discord of harmonies that repeats on and off in my head.
i tend to wonder about your last thought as the car flipped.
did your life flash before your eyes as it’s supposed to…?
i wanted to be an impact.
i strive for an impact.
it’s irony, i think, that this would happen.
while wishing you the best, i wished you death…
while feigning happiness, i hid my hatred…
i hated you and everything you did,
but i couldn’t sever my obsession with you.
you were beautiful; you were perfect…
and brutal and crass and destructive.
i figure it’s my fault for wanting this curse…
but for the first time in my life,
i’m feeling as close to human compassion as i ever have…
i’m writing as sincerely as i can.
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summers
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2005-05-07 04:00:53] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: as firefighters approached the wreckage
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jimmato on
Saturday, 7th May 2005 @ 06:46:01 AM AEST (User
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loved every last stanza. |
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