I can read between the lines
To the ones criss-crossing your skin
And I can read your starving lips
When they whisper 'never again'
I estimate how long I'll have
By the clock tick-tocking away
To tie loose ends (around your neck)
As your soul begins to fray
This honestly is killing you
And honesty will never do
When all you hold so carelessly
Is finally dead and gone
You'll play your words on joining them
And I'll pretend to understand
Your twisted phrases, all the places
Of to which you run
I can see right through your lies
To the heart so mangled and torn
The cage you wished to keep it in
The sleeve on which it is worn
Your eyes despise your reflection
As it's caught and held in mine
And even you begin to see
We're running out of time
Author notes
&& M a n i p u l a t i o n is your middle name, darling.
A contest entry
- Surprise Me by Fall.Of.Rome.
900 points, ended February 3, 2007, 17 entries
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Please tell me what you think
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10 out of 10
I loved it. So moving. It had a beat to it, and kept me going. It kind of reminds me what I feel about it to all. That poem, "her" by me, it's dedicated to my ex. She's like the sweetest person. It's sad we never worked out. I miss her. Yours is definately a lot better than mine. Keep up the good write.
<3
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amazing
you're wonderful hunni and i absolutely love this poem. you're an amazing writer, keep it up. ily.
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sweet samusement
awesome write sis, like the juxtaposition of written lines and cut lines. some cool stuff in here, but i'm too distracted to analyse now
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I like this...it borders on abstract, allowing one to decide for themselves who it's adressed to, be it a societal complex or an individual the other is in a relationship with. Very good work, thank you and good luck
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