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Beauty In The Breakdown

Lovers reunited and lovers forgotten
The blade still bled better than you babes
        And whilst lying on the bathroom floor darling
I swore i'd never die with this much beauty again
      ♥          Even though I'd still die for you
My so called beauty reminded me of you sweetie
It's l a c e d with f a k e

You and your pretty imperfections
    And the needle still tasted sweet
Sending p.e.r.f.e.c.t.i.o.n. through my v.e.i.n.s.
And l i e s into my a i r w a v e s
Coming from overly used lips
That still bring me to my knees

Seductivly written lies
B
r
e
a
t
h
i
n
g        in what I thought were dreams
Such a liar in denial
A pretty fucker in faded jeans
Your new whore seems to be what I couldn't be
Yet you still came runnning back
        Your arms covered with my name;;

Such a beautiful lie,
      Such the perfect denial
Your smile purely intoxicating my lungs
And I still breathe it in.
Pretty blue eyes laced with hate and disaster
Purely toxic and dazzling
      With just a hint of lust

And you said I bled with such beauty
      So my pretty wrists bled for you dear
Whilst my heart bled in all teenage angst    ♥
    All for you babes
I choked on the heart♥ I never knew I owned
It was all for you

Was it because deep down
  I
  ♥'d
  U      Or because my pain made you smile?
When suicide seems so tragic
  I saw it as a pretty disaster darling
And I lay on the bathroom floor.
      I swore there was always
b
e
a
u
t
y  in this disasterous breakdown.
      And the beauty in this goodbye,
Would be scene as a teenage junkies tragedy.

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About meh.

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  • autumns rising
    June 16, 2007

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    "Sending p.e.r.f.e.c.t.i.o.n. through my v.e.i.n.s.
    And l i e s into my a i r w a v e s"

    thats just a damn good part of the poem. Omgaw i love it. Fabulously painful. Nice job sissy ily!


  • Ifeelasthough
    June 16, 2007

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    I definitely love the second stanza, especially
    "coming from overly used lips/ that still bring me to my knees"
    The suicide behind this poem made me cringe a little, but the voice and the strong metaphors made this poem worth a second rea