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Aug. 18th, 2005

marla

don't feel bad.

a liar.

a cheat.

a murderer,

yet discreet.

all these sweet nothings,

whispered in our ears.

that are actual nothings,

formed in the mouths of liars.

++

shitty days come and go but, the stench last for days...

and i'll tell him i love him tonight, only to regret it tomorrow.

loves me, loves me not...

he knows not what he does, and knows i prefer what he says.

at least that's how he stupidly parades.

marches to beat across my torn heart.

ba boom ba boom.

and i'll love him tomorrow as i wish for today.

++

love's just another way to bleed.

and we've all been caught in those steel daunting doors,

only to be shut out to what we thought was ours.

tear you open.

rip your seems.

until our love stains the streets.
marla

August 2005

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