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WRITTEN ON: MARCH 17th 2007

03:44 Mar 28 2007
Times Read: 541


Not that Girl

By: Emily S. Groessl



Goodbye sunshine,

I’ve let go of my sanity and crept below the high standards of this two star town, Lurking, in the underground.



The clean face I used to have,

Now dirty, with patches of brown.



I’ve shaken hands with filth and made my pure hands dirty.





In the darkness of the underground, where I stand as a shadowy, lonely figure, filled with so much grace, I clasp my cigarette to my mouth.



Inhale,

Exhale.



There’s so much I’ve lost by letting go and forgetting everyone I’ve known.



I reached for the needle, instead of your hand.

The cigarettes fill up what’s empty.

And I kissed the ground every night, when I should’ve been kissing you.



If I cried out your name, you wouldn’t strain to find my voice me; you would hear the people around you.



You’re the boy I want, but I’m not that girl.


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Untitled.

03:43 Mar 28 2007
Times Read: 542


After one day,

I felt what it is truly like to lose someone.



Holding me, was my dear friend, wiping my tears,

In her arms, I was crying.



My throat began to rapture, and my lungs began to gag.

In her arms I was dieing and my heart,

I could feel going out.



I tried to speak, but I was cut off by my breath.

No longer had I felt the need to breathe, but my mind told me different.



Lying miserably,

I wept my emotions out.



I was numb, and my learning to love was gone away,

No longer could I feel happy as I once was.



My throat ruptured and I began to cough.

And my existence was melting away with my sanity.



I wanted everything I didn’t need.

Most of all I wanted the love never to leave,

But I couldn’t be sure it would stay.



Soon enough, I’ll stop crying, and start smoking;



When time decides to heal me though, I’ll put out my cigarette and walk toward the dim light streets and link arms with my lover, and a long lost smile, will find my face.


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Work in Progress March 18th 2007

02:31 Mar 19 2007
Times Read: 545


It won't leave me be.



The cruel truth grips my hand like glue;

After so much loss, she has so little hope.



Her dreams are fictious.



In bloodied hands her lover embraces her face

and pulls her closer.



Their lips lock,

and secrets remain untold.



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