Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Continuation

And I demand
 You put my heart back in my hand
 And wipe it clean
 From the mess you made of me
 And I require
 You make me free from this desire
 And when you leave, I'd better be the innocent
I used to be

The world is full of poets
We don't need anymore
 The world is full of singers
 We don't need anymore
 The world is full of lovers
 We don't need anymore

Something I've been working on.

23 comments:

  1. La, la la... yet nothing to be.

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  2. No one regains their innocence after pain. No one.

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    1. Can't be bought or won back, sadly...

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    2. It's a pity.

      Somehow, you manage to keep your kindness though.



      I envy you.

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    3. It's not easy. Especially on nights like tonight.

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    4. ...ah. Jared. I saw that. Would you like me to comment there, instead?

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    5. Only if you want to. I'm getting... hugged, so I don't punch him in the dick or something.

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    6. ... Yeah. Snuggles are nice, though? I guess? Even if they're restraining at the moment?

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  3. Maybe frustration is warranted at the moment, but are you at least happy to see the man? I mean.. you thought he was dead. Isn't his being alive worth some celebration?

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    1. Yeah, I know... Also. I'm /so/ not his ex. We never dated! Ever!

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    2. If only not in name. I know how you two felt for each other. Your denials are amusing.

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    3. ... We met at Dr. Chavez's office. It wouldn't have been healthy, and we agreed on that fact. So... We were friends.

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    4. Are you telling me, because of pain you've endured separately, you wouldn't have been a good match?

      Your recent exploits with the Fears and their puppets make this a bit of an odd claim, in this time and situation.

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    5. Friends that are in love. Isn't that what a relationship is supposed to be to begin with?

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    6. Uhm... More that it was right after the incident with my dad and the "divorce" and... I wasn't exactly in the best mental-space for more.

      And then, well... Tia, and that emotional idiocy on both our parts, happened.

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    7. Oh. That mess. That makes.. more sense. Now is a different time, though. Things are harder, yes, but.. maybe?

      Emotional idiocy? Oh, do tell, please.

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    8. Maybe. It'll definitely have to be some talking, though.

      Well... I mean. I kind of fell for her back in high school, which would be... About seven or eight years ago. But yay, repression, and thinking I was wrong for being attracted to a girl, and thinking she could do better. (which I still think... And she bopped me for that.)

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