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So Much Pain Turned To Silver
At 3:42 p.m. on 2005-03-09


Everyone has taken all I have to give
Raped it and abused it until I’m amazed I have the strength to live
You don’t know what all I have to offer
But you think you can just take it and leave
I'm such a good person, well, I'm not so naive
I’ll tell you one thing, I'll tell you this true
It’s not my fault I’m so bemused
It’s yours and you’ll pay
Someday

I’ve been lied to so many times
I’ve been hurt through so many wrongs
I know I’m not the only one
But I’m too delicate for this
I’m not deserving of the pain
Fed to me on a plate with blood and false friendships
Tears and scraps of hopes and dreams
That were always just lies that you shoved down my throat
Choking me with the insecurity that I have now
Like razor honed puzzle pieces shoved down my throat
In place of hope I see only lies
Because I can’t believe that for once, something might not hurt for once
I’m so ashamed of how I react to the simplest of things
I’m so ashamed I might be ruining my life
I can’t let all of you hold me down
I will tear through this pain
Maybe there really is a silver lining
Through the clouds


Before ________&________After

Older List:
Narcissus - 2007-12-12
Without - 2007-11-18
Hunger - 2007-11-18
Beyond - 2007-11-18
So Beautiful - 2007-10-12

Jaded Poet, Lonely in Company
. . . and a pen rests by the chalice, pull up a chair by this, the fire, drink long, the ink and wine are able, the script leaps from hand, into the pyre,
. . . yes, the bottle is half full, pull the cork and pour another, hide your eyes deep in the swallow, and we'll burn this script together,
. . . damn the feather, pour the ink, and let the ruin stain those lips, I beg and hope to share this hour, but those hands of yours, will never leave your hips.
By Jarday




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