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    dots Submission Name: Distraction Transpires.dots
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    Author: icaughtfire591
    ASL Info:    16/f/MI
    Elite Ratio:    4.27 - 75/74/39
    Words: 220
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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    dotsDistraction Transpires.dots
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    I didn't feel like being distracted.

    Listened to an angry heart
    Beat heavily, breathe apart
    Unconsciously, you're in my head
    As I lay too consciously in bed,
    Mindfully conjuring all these things...
    Endlessly upsetting items of dread.

    The snarl of a stomach not full
    Enough of emptiness to sit and mull
    As to, like and of, my mental acidity
    Always, of she said, thought, and so did he;
    Never, to...it's the very worst thing
    so please, please do not pity me.

    Looked more closely at myself
    And you, knocked our qualms down from the shelf;
    My inadequacies are thrilling
    And yours are all too filling
    For their appetites and secret eyes
    But I'm still fighting them...and mine are killing.

    The upset, sorrow and woe
    Eternally of love and hatred to
    My want for your happiness;
    Existentialism's sorry essence.
    And to the perpetuation of thinking
    This the root of love and hate is love of bliss.

    I cannot listen to your voice or look at your face.
    Couldn't then either, caught in this place
    Where I wonder if you ever dream of me.
    Then, never; always now, we seem to be...
    I love you and hate all this, then and now
    Ours seemed to be...ours seems to be transpiring.

    I don't feel like being distracted.




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