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Ruin a friend before you make them
I don't want to write it down
so that someone else
doesn't have to.
I don't want to give away the coping mechanisms
put in place when the smiles of strangers
remind you how soft your own skin is.
I want you to fight your own drama.
I want you to be sat here now,
writing this after staring at the walls
for three hours, unsure.
I want the simple idea of getting up
and feeding the pain in your stomach
to make your eyes water.
I want you to realize that even
after all the reading in to the human brain
you are far from prepared.
I want this all to happen to you,
in the the hope that I might find
someone to talk to.
so that someone else
doesn't have to.
I don't want to give away the coping mechanisms
put in place when the smiles of strangers
remind you how soft your own skin is.
I want you to fight your own drama.
I want you to be sat here now,
writing this after staring at the walls
for three hours, unsure.
I want the simple idea of getting up
and feeding the pain in your stomach
to make your eyes water.
I want you to realize that even
after all the reading in to the human brain
you are far from prepared.
I want this all to happen to you,
in the the hope that I might find
someone to talk to.
Published 17th Aug 2011
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Anonymous
17th Aug 2011 5:58pm
I wasn't too fond of this effort until reaching "when the smiles of strangers
remind you how soft your own skin is. " The subtle nuances and simple truth is harrowing.
"I want this all to happen to you,
in the the hope that I might find
someone to talk to." My best friend is the most raw, yet saturated bastard I have ever met. Possibly short on sympathy, but always on point. Before we met there simply wasn't anyone on my radar I didn't have to censor or dilute myself to speak with. Your style in this piece is not as honed as I am used to reading from you - however, there is much power in the morsels I highlighted.
remind you how soft your own skin is. " The subtle nuances and simple truth is harrowing.
"I want this all to happen to you,
in the the hope that I might find
someone to talk to." My best friend is the most raw, yet saturated bastard I have ever met. Possibly short on sympathy, but always on point. Before we met there simply wasn't anyone on my radar I didn't have to censor or dilute myself to speak with. Your style in this piece is not as honed as I am used to reading from you - however, there is much power in the morsels I highlighted.
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22nd Aug 2011 00:47am
I have been reading you since you joined...we used to play a bit on the forums....I remained very very quite now for two years...peeping tomette so to speak...Your work has always intrigued me, albeit disturbing in its insight.
The heart of your work is consistent, and this in itself is its very best feature. You are You.
The heart of your work is consistent, and this in itself is its very best feature. You are You.
22nd Aug 2011 1:30pm
13th Feb 2013 6:00am
Your poems are always so captivating. This was an utter pleasure to read.
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