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    dots Submission Name: She Slams Herself Down Again(aka TheSerratedBlade)dots
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    Author: icaughtfire591
    ASL Info:    16/f/MI
    Elite Ratio:    4.27 - 75/74/39
    Words: 346
    Class/Type: Poetry/Fuck it all
    Total Views: 502
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 2201



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       aka Our Culture Fucks Us Over, aka My Love, Who You So Abused. which title is the best???? anyway, here's the actual poem, for your viewing pleasure...


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    dotsShe Slams Herself Down Again(aka TheSerratedBlade)dots
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    Daddy is supposed to be stern, you know that he’s always right;
    He rules with a heavy hand, but still tucks you in at night.
    Mommy is always there to soften the harshness in his voice,
    Love you tenderly despite your every erroneous choice.

    But they listen with attentive ears, and adhere carefully
    To the rules and regulations of a flawed society.
    Perfection can never emerge from an appearance-obsessed home,
    And so your beautiful daughter will write only the saddest poems.

    After fifteen years of playing with the boys, she takes a chainsaw to her youth
    Your little girl needs your acceptance but you refuse to take on the truth.
    In denial, you turn to your façade to help outline her vault:
    Public image is primary, so her depression will be your fault.

    You are the biggest reason for her ungrounded self-hate,
    Provoking her insatiable need to constantly self-medicate
    With the worst kinds of drugs, deteriorating her body and her mind
    You took away that first chance of acquiescence, and now all that she can find

    Are enveloping waves of suffering and despair,
    Rising up over her reach to the above-surface air.
    She drowns in her liquor ocean but fights and continues to grope,
    Comes crashing relentlessly down upon her banked hopes.

    Because you can paint it all black, try to die your clothes or hair,
    To reflect the feelings inside, and feed their devouring stares.
    Hide whatever you wish of yourself, delay fulfillment of your greatest fear
    But your roots, your truest colors will always reappear.

    Yes, you are the reason for her razor-sharp edged hate,
    Invoking her torturous need to routinely self-mutilate.
    With every kind of weapon that she can locate to use,
    She burns, she tears, she cuts from herself the love that you so abused.

    And as her misery takes deadly aim,
    Ignore it completely, undertake the blame.
    Her blood and her tears are on your hands;
    Keep fabricating what your culture demands.




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      not sure what combination of letters spilling into words into paragraphs into time spent alone in the crowds of people who want nothing less than to spend themselves into a serious case of the shakes and sleepless sun rises adds up to what some might consider poe try but maybe...

    you thank.
    | Posted on 2009-04-16 00:00:00 | by milovelocity | [ Reply to This ]


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