To tell you the truth
If we had just met
I wouldn't know what to do
But I know that I,
Would have went out of my way
To sit next to you
With my heart and its rash
And an empty shallow bullet wound
Passed
I'd write you a letter
And throw it in the trash
Then maybe I would read it
Some dull afternoon
You should know,
This is very truthful
Of me to confide
That with or without a cause
I would subside
On the matter of it all
I'd be pleased with an applause
As you, my friend
Walk into the room
A dazed expression
And a midnight rejection
Say hello to the darkest point
Of the infection
My veins in a twist
Nauseous as you see fit
You've got splinters in your wrist
As fast, as slowly, to bleed
The need of the light
The day has left me for someone else
It isn't quite right
In fact, I think I've failed
But who's got the time,
To think about that?
When all the problems flailed
Nor me or you I believe
So I guess,
I'll see you in Hell
Author notes
I don't know why I put humor as a category. For some reason it just stikes me ironically funny.
Today I walked around. And I thought. And I'm not sure what I had thunk up. (THUNK sounds like otamatopia (sp?)) Anyway anyway. I ended up drinking a cream soda. It was gourmet, vainilla and delicious. And for some odd reason it gave me hope. Cause it was just so enduringly tasty.
I just realized...I have absolutley no idea what is going to happen. Except for...maybe one thing. I really don't have a clue though.
PFFFT anyhow people remember to find humor in everything. For laughter is ingenious, ridiculous...Actually why do we laugh?? So odd huh?
The title sounds mean doesn't it? lol. It wasn't my intention to come off that way.
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The beginning reminds me of myself, but then you twist it a little and it starts to turn bitter...I can kind of see a "humorous-but-not" tendency...I can't think of the write word...like a bittered humor maybe..oh, what am I talking about!!? I don't even know.
Regardless of my nonsense, this is indeed a grand expression!
♥
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Wow I think its raining...
Which explains the squirell trying to gather up eggcorns on my windowsill this mourning. Well, maybe it does. I think I told you my theory on squirrells. Physco, stalking, menacing little creatures. Oh yeah, they look cute...grrr...Just wait til you start walking under trees...
I dont think i can spell squirell very good. Why do I ramble? Merry OH MY NEVERMIND ITS SLEETING. MY GOD ITS SLEETING. AMAAZZZING. this NEVER happens on christmas. UM. Thankyou. Enchanting comments as always. Hah. I named my laptop Chester...
Chester the Molester. pffft.
THANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNKS.
Yes, Bitter humor I suppose.
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awesome
i loved this.
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OWEIAJF
Thanksss buckaroo. Not that your a roo. But yes. I like your picture. Tis neat. And thankyou, wait..I already said that. And yes I did mean it.
&Rynn&
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I like this... my favorite part has to be te last three lines in the first stanza:
But I know that I,
Would have went out of my way
To sit next to you
Great write... Koodles
Blessed be
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Whhhyy thankyou. Thank very much :D
Hah. Actually thats what inspired me to write it. When that sentence just popped into my head. Good job
Thankyou very much as well, and blessed be to you too.
BYYYYY the way my friend, I will return the favor
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