Saga Phony

Mar 05, 2007 17:02


I am the psycho-logist
that will tell you how to deal.

I am too your neighbor
who cannot and will not steal.

Did you, could you forgive me after all?

You are torture in the least. The finest form of fiction. Art in a tedious structure that collapses under the light.
I am your component. An irregular hand to brush away the dust. Reformed too many times ( Read more... )

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mcp87 March 6 2007, 04:51:36 UTC
intrigue. did you really think that you could get rid of me that easily. blow the match out. pour water on it. i don't know how to feel. I am unsure if it is possible anymore. look i want your friendship. I need it. I don't care if you grew out of love with me. that is fine. I only became confident in this way that I have because I had the love and affection of someone who made me feel as if I mattered. and that was a first. you mattered to me too, as you still do. tell me that you don't love me. tell me anything. but I need closure or something. hate me. if you do then tell me. i just want the truth. because that is all i have ever given you. even when i fucked up.

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