Meg0 - Hello Poetry

I'm a script for your fantasies. A puppet of your desires. A disposable mannequin for your ****** consumption. Just masquerading as a functioning woman.

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Oct 27, 2017

Oct 27, 2017 at 6:12 PM UTC

Meg0

Masquerading.

I'm a script for your fantasies. A puppet of your desires. A disposable mannequin for your ****** consumption. Just masquerading as a functioning woman.

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I dance for my soul. But you are a part of that. I dance for you.

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Oct 27, 2017

Oct 27, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC

Meg0

Dance.

I dance for my soul. But you are a part of that. I dance for you.

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In my private life. I dance to myself. In a mad trance. Seeking a release. From being. Alive. Melt into a neurotic. Tune. On repeat. A nostalgic memory. From the thirties. Hazy. Because I've never. Been there. Only. Here. As I always am. Stuck. In this repetition. Edith Piaf. Singing to me in a language. I don't understand. In my own personal. Kali Yuga. Without Rudra. To stop. My. Destruction. I will implode into this. Catatonia.

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Meg0

Oct 27, 2017

Oct 27, 2017 at 10:18 AM UTC

nolan-bucsis

I Scream into the Nothingness.

In my private life. I dance to myself. In a mad trance. Seeking a release. From being. Alive. Melt into a neurotic. Tune. On repeat. A nostalgic memory. From the thirties. Hazy. Because I've never. Been there. Only. Here. As I always am. Stuck. In this repetition. Edith Piaf. Singing to me in a language. I don't understand. In my own personal. Kali Yuga. Without Rudra. To stop. My. Destruction. I will implode into this. Catatonia.

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Toxic bitterness courses throughout my body. Years of poison trying to escape. Screams echo inside, like a petulant child shouting 'its not fair'.

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Oct 26, 2017

Oct 26, 2017 at 8:17 PM UTC

Meg0

It's not fair.

Toxic bitterness courses throughout my body. Years of poison trying to escape. Screams echo inside, like a petulant child shouting 'its not fair'.

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Picking at every fibre in my soul. Trying to get you out. But every time i remove a bit of you it leaves a mark. A mark of you.

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Oct 26, 2017

Oct 26, 2017 at 7:59 PM UTC

Meg0

Marked.

Picking at every fibre in my soul. Trying to get you out. But every time i remove a bit of you it leaves a mark. A mark of you.

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There was a before. There was an innocence to my life. I was there just to be me. Now i am here to be what ever you want me to be.

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Oct 26, 2017

Oct 26, 2017 at 5:09 PM UTC

Meg0

Before.

There was a before. There was an innocence to my life. I was there just to be me. Now i am here to be what ever you want me to be.

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Your touch haunts me. I feel you in the most intimate places. Possessing my soul. Not even a priest can save me from you.

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Oct 26, 2017

Oct 26, 2017 at 4:53 PM UTC

Meg0

Haunting

Your touch haunts me. I feel you in the most intimate places. Possessing my soul. Not even a priest can save me from you.

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Fragments of my soul left that day. But you didn't want my soul. You only wanted my body. But that wasn't all you took.

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Oct 25, 2017

Oct 25, 2017 at 3:27 PM UTC

Meg0

Piece of me.

Fragments of my soul left that day. But you didn't want my soul. You only wanted my body. But that wasn't all you took.

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How much of me is really me. And how much of me is actually them. Buried deep in every choice i make. If i get rid of them, do i get rid of me.

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Oct 25, 2017

Oct 25, 2017 at 3:02 PM UTC

Meg0

Me

How much of me is really me. And how much of me is actually them. Buried deep in every choice i make. If i get rid of them, do i get rid of me.

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He didn't try and fill the big gaping holes. He stood at the entrance to them. Just waiting. Waiting for me to run back out after going in too far. There ready to hold my hand. He made it safe to explore within.

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Oct 25, 2017

Oct 25, 2017 at 2:26 PM UTC

Meg0

Waiting.

He didn't try and fill the big gaping holes. He stood at the entrance to them. Just waiting. Waiting for me to run back out after going in too far. There ready to hold my hand. He made it safe to explore within.

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