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Author: Twack
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Published: 10-12-07 - Updated: 10-12-07 - Complete - id:2425530

Here sits the victim of last words
I walk away not defeated
But I know I wont say anything
It’ll just exacerbate things

But you can’t keep your mouth shut
Always have to have the last laugh
Always need to put in your two cense
Is it funny how I’m better at this then you?

How you’ve been in the program
Longer then I’ve been alive
Yet who’s smoking again
And who can’t stand me walking away?

Do you even remember the slogans?
Or just cheaply quote them
At the convenient moments
That make you sound oh so much better

Because every time I walk away
You don’t remember
Live and let live
I give up and give away

You just can’t stay quite
As I slowly turn away

And because of you’re short term memory
I have to write things like this
Where I make myself the victor
When I really wanted to keep fighting



© Copyright 2007 Twack (FictionPress ID:544946).


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