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The constant mental banter     Back and forth yes or no         Do I disappoint my love             For a moment of instant gratification?             Do I throw away recovery         Three solid months     Itchy skin and hateful thoughts For a moment of instant gratification?                                                                                                                         And I'm so full of regret                                                                                                                      Because it wasn't worth it                                                                                                                      And I hurt my best friend                                                                                                    For a moment of instant gratification           A moment of instant gratification           That wasn't even gratifying           Wasn't in the slightest, satisfying           Harboring a moment of regret           For something he won't forget           But I tried in vain to justify           The actions I couldn't dignify           Words that trickled like thorns           Oh how I wish I waited a minute more           And not let their whispers win           Screams rather, as they crawl in           They soothed their shrieks           And gently brushed my cheeks           And convinced me it didn't count           If it didn't bleed on my account             But he held my close and said it did           I can't swallow it, but it's true, I backslid           "But it didn't leave any marks to show"           My mind screams and my heart does echo           "I didn't bleed in the slightest my dear"           Disappointing him is a biggest fear           As immaturity grasps at my soul           I have to accept my repercussions in whole           Three months down the drain           And causing my best friend pain           Not a scar to show for what I've done           But away from me, he'll never run..
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 2:43 AM UTC
Instant Gratification
The constant mental banter     Back and forth yes or no         Do I disappoint my love             For a moment of instant gratification?             Do I throw away recovery         Three solid months     Itchy skin and hateful thoughts For a moment of instant gratification?                                                                                                                         And I'm so full of regret                                                                                                                      Because it wasn't worth it                                                                                                                      And I hurt my best friend                                                                                                    For a moment of instant gratification           A moment of instant gratification           That wasn't even gratifying           Wasn't in the slightest, satisfying           Harboring a moment of regret           For something he won't forget           But I tried in vain to justify           The actions I couldn't dignify           Words that trickled like thorns           Oh how I wish I waited a minute more           And not let their whispers win           Screams rather, as they crawl in           They soothed their shrieks           And gently brushed my cheeks           And convinced me it didn't count           If it didn't bleed on my account             But he held my close and said it did           I can't swallow it, but it's true, I backslid           "But it didn't leave any marks to show"           My mind screams and my heart does echo           "I didn't bleed in the slightest my dear"           Disappointing him is a biggest fear           As immaturity grasps at my soul           I have to accept my repercussions in whole           Three months down the drain           And causing my best friend pain           Not a scar to show for what I've done           But away from me, he'll never run..
Wrote the first two stanzas in late November.. The rest is from this morning.. But if I'm being honest that last chunk is really cool and written well in my opinion. I'm so sorry love.. I'm sorry my sky..
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 2:43 AM UTC
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