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    dots Submission Name: Just Hate The Gamedots
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    Author: Jazzy
    ASL Info:    20/f/USA
    Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 90/220/226
    Words: 406
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsJust Hate The Gamedots
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    If lying was a game I’d be the winner every time
    And if love was a disease I’d say I was immune.
    I never let those feelings that take up the free spaces
    Deep in mind get to me.
    They tell me that they love me and I smile politely,
    Sometimes I even say it back.
    There are times when I can even see the emotion
    Swelling behind their eyes as the moment is captured
    Forever in a blinding ray of light that stays in my memory
    For far too long.

    All of them are soft and warm and make me feel good.
    They smile at me and try to keep me in their possession,
    But none of them succeed. I wish I could say that it hurt
    Me to see them broken when I was done with them,
    But it would be a lie to say that I’ve ever felt anything.

    I love the way that they love me with the desperation
    That encompasses their every motion and I love to abuse
    Those emotions that they let show so easily.
    I drink it in like a vampire sucking blood to stay alive
    And I only have another night to get some more or
    I might just wither away when the light shines on me.

    I love to watch when I touch their arms and they shake
    Or when I smile and I feel their pulse race under me.
    Its like a high that I can never get enough of.
    Their eyes widen and they take in shallow breath like they
    Want to breathe in the essence that is me
    And I get a little close and look them in the eyes with
    A playful smile and make them want something that
    I would never let them have.

    I love the way they love me and the looks in their eyes
    And the skips in their heartbeats and the way they smile
    Nervously when they see me come around a corner.
    I love the way they want me in a way they’re never going
    To have and I love giving them a taste and then pulling
    Away to get another fix somewhere else.

    Lying has gotten me places but loving is something
    That I know I’ll never try until someday that somebody
    Just like me comes into my life.




    Submitted on 2011-06-08 22:47:33     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Love is a thing that cannot be controlled.
    For most it is not understood.

    We can control out actions and our deeds,
    acted out with love as our motive,
    but never do we cut it, or shape it to our suiting.

    Love serves noone, but it serves a purpose.
    It is natural and great.

    It can never be the driving force to achieve some evil end.

    For in those circumstances it is small vices masked with a counteirfit 'love'.

    No yin-yang can be achieved with two same halves.

    | Posted on 2011-06-11 00:00:00 | by strokes | [ Reply to This ]


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