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Saturday, May 19, 2007

Holocaust

fuck poetry

fuck anything that means something to me.

fuck love you and my dog missy

fuck every motherfucking body



breathing is now a challenge I'm not sure I can conquer

believing is completely overrated

Seeing causes me to wonder

Why I thought we should have ever dated



And even in my confusion

I miss the fuck out of you

to the point that i can't breathe

I just wanted you to love me



And like the others, you found that too hard to do

And then you don't want me to take it personally

Well fuck the dry cleaners

and fuck taxi cabs

fuck anything that ever had to do with your ass



Cuz I'd rather say fuck you

than you hurt me

And I'd rather by angry with you

than say 'why don't you love me'



So i breathe and cry with concentrated strength

Cuz you've taken everything else i had left

Thursday, May 17, 2007

What it's Like

So this is what love feels like
A missing of a heartbeat
A catching of the breath
A stomping on a dream
A killing of what's left

All that glitters
Can't possibly be good for you
Or there'd be gold specks
Caught in your tooth

This gut churning
Gaseous secretion
of noxious fumes
Internally ripping me a new one

Oh how I miss it so.