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I want to give you A piece of me. What would you like? I want you to choose. My eyes...? No, too deficient, insufficient And unseeing With a tendency, recently, to flood. My fingers...? Tremblers now, them. And the nails are bitten ragged, ****** I push my rings to my knuckles, And bend, and flex the joints, Deliberately creating callouses, enjoying the pain. You don't want these masochistic digits. My arrhythmic, angry heart? I think not, You've rejected that, already, And I'm not prepared to offer it again, Get away, that won't be yours, Cast your greedy glance elsewhere... And so, we're back to what you wanted all along. Go ahead, take it, The part you wanted, longer for, risked your world, and mine, for. I hope it's worth it, But I think It would have been a better prize Along with all the rest.
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 4:23 PM UTC
An Unwise Choice
I want to give you A piece of me. What would you like? I want you to choose. My eyes...? No, too deficient, insufficient And unseeing With a tendency, recently, to flood. My fingers...? Tremblers now, them. And the nails are bitten ragged, ****** I push my rings to my knuckles, And bend, and flex the joints, Deliberately creating callouses, enjoying the pain. You don't want these masochistic digits. My arrhythmic, angry heart? I think not, You've rejected that, already, And I'm not prepared to offer it again, Get away, that won't be yours, Cast your greedy glance elsewhere... And so, we're back to what you wanted all along. Go ahead, take it, The part you wanted, longer for, risked your world, and mine, for. I hope it's worth it, But I think It would have been a better prize Along with all the rest.
AmandaIS
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 4:23 PM UTC
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