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    dots Submission Name: Barcelonadots
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    Author: was_i_ever_real
    ASL Info:    23 _ f _ tx
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 194/91/52
    Words: 210
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    dotsBarcelonadots
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    I wrote in ash. You hate when I smoke.
    It's easy to get lost in nicotine dreams.
    You hate that I don't sleep.
    How can you remember the beginning of time?

    I love it when you write
    I was never the same person
    you fell in love with.
    You hate vague answers,
    but expect them like your daily bread
    because they keep you alive.
    Truth is, I was born with a broken heart.
    And we were born to live fast and die...
    Young, yeah, that's what we are.
    But it still hurt as much as it did when we were old.

    And you need your fairy tales
    as much as I do.
    But I'm satisfied with the idea
    and that was never really your style.

    I love your smile. And the hand that covers it.
    But the truth is, these broken hearts are as romantic as it gets.

    We can stroll the streets of Barcelona
    in that place where only you and I exist...
    open your hand and take this kiss.
    It may be all we'll ever have.

    But compared to nothing,
    I'm satisfied with just this dream.
    Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
    So fall with me.




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      I LOVE the progression, I don't know exactly what to say I have sooooo Much going through my head in regards to the poem. I guess I can break it down and take it peice by peice...

    "I wrote in ash. You hate when I smoke.
    It's easy to get lost in nicotine dreams.
    You hate that I don't sleep.
    How can you remember the beginning of time?"

    I think this part points out the utter difference between the two of you. It points out how you two would seem like your not compatible but, the last sentence says that he remembers the begining of you guys as a couple. [Which was my interpertation of the begining of time]

    "I love it when you write
    I was never the same person
    you fell in love with.
    You hate vague answers,
    but expect them like your daily bread
    because they keep you alive.
    Truth is, I was born with a broken heart.
    And we were born to live fast and die...
    Young, yeah, that's what we are.
    But it still hurt as much as it did when we were old"

    I believe this part refers to your need to classify what you had and rationalize your breakup. the fact you weren't the same person, but he seemed to not want to notice by expecting you to give vauge answers as to not give who you truly were away. Then, you slam him with the truth, you were always broken hearted...

    "And you need your fairy tales
    as much as I do.
    But I'm satisfied with the idea
    and that was never really your style."

    This is pretty straight forward, you both choose to believe something else, and you were content with that, but, he wanted something more, I think it's beautiful yet, tragic.

    "I love your smile. And the hand that covers it.
    But the truth is, these broken hearts are as romantic as it gets."

    Another one of your bombs/truths. You tell him he was never romantic in the traditinal sense.

    "We can stroll the streets of Barcelona
    in that place where only you and I exist...
    open your hand and take this kiss.
    It may be all we'll ever have."

    But, in every relationship theres always one place of pure bliss, this part shows that you know this and want to make the most of it, [also where you tie in the title]

    "But compared to nothing,
    I'm satisfied with just this dream.
    Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
    So fall with me."

    Your life fell apart and you need/want him to be by your side because your used to falling but, now you've been shown such a beautiful life even if its a sham you don't want to let it go.



    Anyway that's my interpertation....you can tell me if I'm wrong...[lol]

    ~Carrie
    | Posted on 2008-08-03 00:00:00 | by dismal_s child | [ Reply to This ]


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