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May 9, 2006
Old faithful
There are days I am alikened to a faithful dog. Kick me and I'll come back for more. Forget to feed me, I'll just wait, silently, patiently, until it suits you. No matter how horrid your treatment, I still defend you, I still look up to you with those stupid little dependant eyes eager for approval and affection. I would walk over a thousand miles, through burning deserts, fire, ice, hail, rain, snow, all just to get to you and for what? a pat on the head, an 'at-a-boy?
Yes.
For me, its enough, I'll continue to be battered, beaten, worn thin, replaced, and forgotten just so long as there is even the slightest glimmer of hope that you'll look into my eyes and say, "how could I not love such a stupid mutt like you?"
There are days when I am alikened to a dog.
So quoth Strange at 11:49 UTC
BITTER traces
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BITTER pills
they'll never know how much you loved them
never know how much you bled for them
never know how much you'd do for them
they just discard the bits they don't care for
keep what they want
and never know how much blood you vomit every time they say "hello" again, on their terms, by their rules, with their limits and boundaries... while you remember what could have been, what was, what you foresaw, you remember the beautiful future....
and as you're doubled over on the floor, screaming soundlessly in wracking sobs in that moment of the purest pain of vision... only then does the BITTER come and bury the knife in your exposed back, to the hilt, cleanly into the kidney
because the dream you wake up from is nothing compared to the nightmare you live in.
every time she says hello, the scab is ripped fully off again, and you die just a little bit more.
Posted by: echoes at May 14, 2006 9:26 PM