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patrick.

how can i choke
when the words
are meant to be
bleeding from
your mouth?

I.

I am on the floor,
mucus.
every piece of me
feels the ache,
a dull thudding.
and you are not coming to pick me up.

II.

I am in the dirt,
gritting my teeth
together.
it's so cold,
and my blood tastes
like betrayl in my mouth.

III.

I am in me,
and i have never felt
such a sense of calm.

Author notes

26th august 08.

spit me out,
but you are perfect.

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  • bombshel --
    September 21, 2008

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    iiii love how this is set up.
    im a suker for roman numerals.
    this is blood boiling just under the skin.<333


  • wondering.willow
    September 20, 2008

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    wow. this person must mean a lot to you, even if they treat you so badly. great poem!
    thanks for sharing - abbey


  • whiterabbit.
    September 19, 2008

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    wow, I love this. It's written so perfectly. I can really feel the emotions in this. You portray them so well. Amazing job, doll. You have so much talent.
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