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I would rather be known as that girl who asks if you want to hear a poem than that drunk girl at the club I'm finding that not everyone will listen, let alone undertsand when I expose myself to them pulling back each rib one at a time depending on which poem I choose I'll lose blood for nothing they don't even see the crimson puddle on the floor but it's there and sometimes the people I chose to let it out for aren't even listening to the poem some decline the offer entirely I'm going to promise myself right now there will never be a time when I would say no to a glimpse of someone else's heart I already feel too far away from humanity often trapped in what can seem an artless world and so I will never say no or look away if you show me yours I'll show you mine and pretty soon our chests are both exposed two tortured hearts the metranome to our so-called lives.
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Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
I Would Rather Be Known
I would rather be known as that girl who asks if you want to hear a poem than that drunk girl at the club I'm finding that not everyone will listen, let alone undertsand when I expose myself to them pulling back each rib one at a time depending on which poem I choose I'll lose blood for nothing they don't even see the crimson puddle on the floor but it's there and sometimes the people I chose to let it out for aren't even listening to the poem some decline the offer entirely I'm going to promise myself right now there will never be a time when I would say no to a glimpse of someone else's heart I already feel too far away from humanity often trapped in what can seem an artless world and so I will never say no or look away if you show me yours I'll show you mine and pretty soon our chests are both exposed two tortured hearts the metranome to our so-called lives.
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Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
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