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bigbadbill
bigbadbill Posts: 1,758
edited October 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
You drive the point home
I remain silent
As the stake's driven through my chest
My heart is split in two
Two sides to every story
Two sides to every person
A person being a woman
Beautiful
Statuesque
Stain of blood, no less
She drives the point home
While I drive my car off a cliff
Suspended in air
Suspended in belief
A belief that she might change
Her mind
Her side
Like drinking Merlot, red wine
A tree gets planted
It needs room to grow
An answer to a riddle
I will never know
Yet, the tree still
Still continues to grow
Branches out in both directions
Like hands reaching out for me...tbc
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  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    bigbadbill wrote:

    Stain of blood, no less
    She drives the point home
    While I drive my car off a cliff

    i see a bigbadbill and i get excited even before I read your words...

    this makes me wanna drive off a fuckin cliff
  • mysticweed
    mysticweed Posts: 3,710
    to paraphrase jfs5-10-10
    embrace the fucking crash
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"

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