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Sunday, September 23, 2007

"One More Time"

He shakes and shivers,
As the dust around him settles,
Shaken, broken,
He stands, alive.

Full of lust,
But looking for love,
He’s afraid to give his all,
One more time.

He tried so hard,
To help her love herself,
But she’s still a scared,
Sad and angry little girl.

She catches fire,
Leaving her naked frame,
In fear and spite.
As he clings to a shred of hope.

She just won’t leave him,
And her smile struck,
Bewilderment,
My god, she’s gorgeous.

Maybe he was brave,
Or just plain foolish,
To stand up to her fury,
But he raised his voice.

Begged to be heard out,
Despite all his doubts.
But what did it help?
Just made it worse.

-I fuck everything up. I really don't want to. I'll probably always be a self-pitying idiot. I don't really want to be.

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