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AfraidToDrown ā Rejected Mold
Published: 2004-03-24 21:37:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 65; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 2
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I stand on the cornerWaiting for him
Always waiting.
I have poured myself into a mold
It is uncomfortable
It pinches and squeezes
Wont let me breathe
But that is okay
I quietly tell myself.
This is what he wants.
Iām sure of it.
And then I see him
Walking along the busy street
As he passes his eyes rake over my body
Like hot coals
Searing my skin
Melting me
Like cotton candy
Caught in a rainstorm
Turning me into a pink, sticky puddle.
Then he turns away.
Walks away.
He is always walking away.
Because I am like all the rest,
A stranger to my skin.
So I stand there
Gasping
Grasping
Trying to figure out
How my perfect plan
Went so wrong.
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Hmm... trying to please someone else, other than yourself, never works. Its unnatural.
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you know you are so right, as always.its come to my attention that superficiality and artificiality suck and so do guys. hmmm. nice poem, love
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thanks glad ya like it...and yeah that is so true..boys r mean very very mean..
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