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    dots Submission Name: I hate your self Hatedots

    Author: Mandolin
    ASL Info:    10/15/89
    Elite Ratio:    5.4 - 131/145/85
    Words: 97
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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    dotsI hate your self Hatedots

    Let me climb the monument of guilt,
    Tattered and teetering on frayed streets,
    Let me burn your paper and shadowed sun.
    Yes, let me lick the dust from your heart
    With a tongue that cannot speak, but weeps.
    Let me water where you wilt.
    Let me behead your idols of shame,
    With thrust, with throe, with woe begun.
    Let me distill the heart who, in sadness, steeps.
    Yes, let me have you love me a little less,
    For you’d be less ashamed of my love for you,
    Yes, let me hurt for you without your self blame.

    Submitted on 2007-12-23 09:46:58     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is really well written and you need to understand that life is screwed up and nothing will change that. You can give as much love as you want and never recieve anything in return. Love does exist, alot of people just dont know how to give it.
    | Posted on 2007-12-26 00:00:00 | by LuvSux | [ Reply to This ]
      I wrote a poem once that I thought I'd share with you. (I know it is rather rude to really not comment on yours and give you one of mine). I guess it is my way of saying I understand.

    she took a jesus stance today
    as she lay
    flat upon the ground
    palm-side-up in protest
    and he stepped on them
    one at a time
    separating sinew from bone
    and wept
    as her longing spread
    red across a comfortable pavement

    I will tell you what I learned though... love exists... it does. I have never loved so hard or earnestly in all my life. I mean really loved to the core of my being. But it was never reciprocated. I mean it was there on the other side, just not available. Some people aren't ready to receive love. And no matter how much you love them, it won't change that. So you know what I did? I gave it away. All that love I was holding on to... I let go of it. I gave it to the universe, the boys next door, the neighbors across the way, my family, strangers, etc.. etc..because it exists, it is real, that I am certain of.

    I am sure I went somewhere way different with this then the intent... but then I have always been a strange bunny...

    merry christmas.
    | Posted on 2007-12-24 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]

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