Hypocrite
Rebekah © 2008

He claims my life is low
As he brings me down
But he always wants coffee
Whenever I seem to be around
He doesn’t want to be seen
With me
Why should I care,
If I am mixed in his female sea?
He gets frustrated
When his phone never stops going off
 Common sense says
"Turn the damn thing off!"
He has girls to left
He had girls to the right
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I wrote it
Feelings released
Almost done
Almost ended
So close to
The finish line

And yet
Like an short orgasm
Unfinished
I stop before
I climax
Before I was satisfied
I killed it
I was almost done
Over half completed
Closer to the end
Than the beginning

Then there was
A twist in conflict
A turn in the plot
A person in my life
Who made me turn around?
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The ever-expanding universe crystallizes inside my mind. Endless space is minimized against my open palm.
A buzz.
She wants to talk tonight. Discuss a love gone wrong. Discuss the ways and means of after-mathematical equations for something like affectionate friendship.
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The goddamn sun beats the shit out of my fuckin' eyes like a sledgehammer. I don't have a 5' o clock shadow so much as 3 days worth of accumulated stubble. Somebody has the radio on and the sound of a banjo's sliding under my door as I push my body up. I woke up on the ( Read more... )

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broken?

don't fucking count on it
you gave me a damn hard knock
you thought u left me on the floor
begging for more

broken?

no, just plotting my revenge
with every drag i take in
you think you're a big shot man
leaving me here unable to stand

broken?

not when I knock
that smirk off your face
a deceitful, seductive blow
now who's begging for more

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