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Start the party without me

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
when I'm done punching my own face into the carpet  
spilling memory of 'useless'  
from this old life  
worn from the whittlin'  
of 'blah blah you used up fucking blah'  
I might find the strength to say no  
to your little party  
 
no, I'm not the girl who laughed  
leapt from planes  
rode the wave  
led a march  
saved a life  
loved you  
taught any. one. any. thing.  
 
that girl left  
 
let's pretend I died  
you can have your fond memories  
without the guilt  
that comes from no longer trying to save me  
and I can have numb  
without a mirror  
without memory  
'cos even I  
guilty as I am  
don't deserve that  
 
go, 'do' life  
leave me alone
Written by Kaatho
Published | Edited 14th Jan 2014
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