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Author: naughtgreen
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-22-06 - Updated: 05-22-06 - id:2178675

There’s nothing I can do about it is there?
I tried. I tried really hard
I just can’t do anything anymore
I lack the words to say anything because I’ve already said them all
How do I fucking create my own clichés?
Beating my point of view until it’s gone dull
Everyday I learn more and more just how much I’ve screwed up
I never knew I was in so deep
She still knows the best ways to indirectly attack me
At least I had other motives when I wrote about us
Motives that anyone who could see would see
We need a final encounter
A time that we look each other in the eyes one last time
So I can accept what is over
To embrace the happy memories as a normal part of my life
Not just some horrible growth on the side of my head

Eventually my regret will dissolve
I’ll harden my heart again and get on with life
Accept the fact that I broke her heart and eventually not care
If I ever see someone cry, I’ll say, “Cry harder.”
Push you off your pedestal of self-importance
Is that my only option?
Waste my time wanting to say I’m sorry
What should my first words be when I break the ice?
I want to act like nothing has happened
Though I full well know nothing is the same

Really? An arm and a leg? That’s swell

Get me a shovel
Dig me in the hole and hit me on the head
Let me burrow my way into this black hole
Please shut the door when I am done
I’m in a bad way as it is without being seen
Perhaps the shame does need to be exposed
Is that what I wanted?
I didn’t want this, did I?
An unpleasant feeling
My watch can lose time
But it’s just a watch
How does everyone else know?
I must be an open window
Either that or the glass is broken
But I stepped on all the shards
I never asked you to depend on me



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