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the emo-old days.

Contributed by _myonlyone_ on Sunday, 26th June 2005 @ 02:26:28 PM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry

and you came to me
blood in your eyes, and all you ask is
that I listen.
and I do as the razors cut through the air
divorce your mind from that hair
that always seems to be obscuring your view.
(literal and not.)
inner tubes
and inner pain, from that summer, you know.
you cry,
"it's all their fault" when
they point and say
"emo kid."
and maybe it is. but
you used to laugh when I called you that,
and you'd push me off the seat.

now all I'll ever see is the you that you are
now.
the endings of life twist back to their beginnings,
and your September sky is the
same (identical) as last year.
it's all the same, you're the same, everything.
this time I mean it.

so talk to me, tell me of your pain.
your trials.
your tribulations.
tell me how they're not your fault.
I promise to believe you,
even when the steel comes.

just don't get blood on the carpet.

Copyright © _myonlyone_ ... [ 2005-06-26 14:26:28]
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Re: the emo-old days. (User Rating: 1 )
by CodyJ on Sunday, 26th June 2005 @ 03:01:34 PM AEST
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cool. you're sentence structure threw me a bit, but i loved the theme. kudos

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