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ceiling
written by SilentScreamsofDeath10:04 PM 10/13/04how may faces are there
one two four six
recessed and embossed in my ceiling wall
for shame i haven't found you
when loneliness is the only thing that fills this room
it's three or four on a saturday afternoon
it's cold outside
though i'd rather be there than here
you see going out in bad weather is good
when the bad weather drives away all the people
i believe i've set the record of staying in one place for the longest time
but i'm sure i haven't
there's proly someone out there more static thus more deserving
since that's why i don't get anything good
when everyone else says they are worse off
in counting the blob of hairs in my brush
i realize i haven't been to a movie theatre in 3 years
the last time i went was with my mom
and the time before that i went with the person
when it's the person that wants me to be this way
i take no action on their behalf anymore
even though the action i took was no more a bother than deleting mail messages
i've seen too many stalking movies to be so self-rightuous
but i still want them when i sleep
when only the dark covers are the things that kiss me
the blood
that monsterous figure that forces me to deal with it
if only i could let more out than i normally do
then i wouldn't have to let out anymore
when the dealing and living ceases so will the pain
everything is used
everything is useless
everything is needed
everything is needless
when the ceiling is the only one that stares back at you |
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im trying a new style let me know what you think
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| » Comments / Feedback | by CatGoddess (12-30-2004 - 07:56 AM)
| I realize you must be geting annoyed with me commenting but I like your stuff not your best style though |
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