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| Open Poetry #43 |
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Insecurites |
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thegreatsicknasty Junior Member
since 2008-08-31
Posts 11 |
I'm so imperfect that it's getting to my head. My jealousy towards you comes from my yearning for you. And I'm always trapped in a neurotic state. I am always trapped in my mind. The only thing I'll have of you is the flashbulb against your face. Another day, another day closer to the end and another heartache. This one isn't finished. i decided to end it where it is now because I don't have anything else to write. I might go back and revise it. |
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