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The most trite garbage ever(in other words my love life) (Pimple) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
Some times you have to learn the hard way When to say its time to walk away I think that time is long past due As I run before I explode you always follow Then I pour my words out to you until I am hollow Then you cry like you always do Small hints told me what I didn't want to hear Instead I let myself swim in a sea of mock cheer And slowly I let the shattered glass fall I've talked and you've screamed Still at night I've always dreamed You were the one with the dagger after all Jagged cuts and little life test Thats not my name carved into your breast And you've scribbled out the words I wrote over your bed My banner is now that of a clown Since all you do is imagine I'm not around For you, For you, my heart is dead

Up the ladder: Grafton Street Late Joys
Down the ladder: A Little Further

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.625
Weighted score: 7.3120923
Overall Rank: 5
Posted: November 3, 2003 11:46 AM PST; Last modified: November 3, 2003 11:46 AM PST
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[2] fevriere @ 213.232.79.194 | 12-Jan-04/6:07 AM | Reply
No, no, please save it for yourself. Give us something entertaining, something I want to hear. And don't speak of daggers. Everyone knows there's no such thing.
[8] Tara57 @ 147.9.40.112 | 7-Apr-04/5:44 PM | Reply
I wasn't sure if I liked this poem very much until I saw that it was a pimple...So in that case it fits perfectly well done
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