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welcome, we are the broken heart club band
sometimes i wonder if in their own twisted
way my parents tried to warn me
about people like you. the feeling of undying
love mixed with tainted abandonment,
feelings that break your fingernails on cement;
split your head with a hormonal beat-down.
i've been fighting hurt and denying closure
but now, oh god
dear anyone, i need
to be saved
i need to be reminded
that there are better things than
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Published 4th Sep 2012
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Anonymous
5th Sep 2012 3:40pm
i've been trying to figure out the title. is it a beatles/good charlotte mashup? anyways, i like the spacing variety and you can clearly see that it has an impact on the poem, though not the expected one. like the wording in the double spaced area seems rushed and frantic, but the spacing relieves some of that stress from the words. i like the singular 'this' at the end too.
5th Oct 2012 3:20am
And another one I can relate to. You just have quite a splendid collection of poems here! The feeling of clinging to something despite the pain it gives you is a feeling most any of us feel and can feel from this poem. Nice work. :)
