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    dots Submission Name: Whatever It Is...dots
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    Author: silverpen
    ASL Info:    17/F/Right Behind You
    Elite Ratio:    3.39 - 16/35/35
    Words: 299
    Class/Type: Poetry/I hate you
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    dotsWhatever It Is...dots
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    Your fight has come to its close.
    There you can stand, broken and alone,
    Like that flamingo with both feet firmly in the mud
    What did you think of yourself?
    Was it worth the sacrifice? Was it worth the gain?
    Teeming masses of what used to be friendship squirm beneath
    Your well-tailored sneaker soles, and fuck! What a waste
    You were to me.
    God, what a waste.
    Like the mirror that hangs in the empty house, you
    See nothing but yourself, all empty and
    Covered in the prosthetic dust of make-believe love
    No one looks in you! Not for that confidence you boast!
    What a fool was I to lay the hands of sin on your skin
    And to think with so many imperfections
    Not a smudge, but a streak of sunshine
    Could remain
    Between us
    What stands to remain but resentment?
    You’re like that garbage bin that never gets changed—
    Sure, you once served a cause, you were once looked after
    But now you’re faded and overflowing with the
    Same old shit that’s always been shoved down
    Your throat
    Pity! None! None for you,
    No broken feelings for the empty armoire,
    No remorse or regret for the collar without a pet
    But the abandoned cat?
    Where did you think my eyes sat
    While you so slowly devoured my world and
    Left only the entrails of dreams and promises of love
    And better times
    Do you think they saw you for what you were?
    No. No, I just looked into your cracked eyes
    Made myself a home there within
    And then believed in it.
    Oh! Forget you, you stone wall
    That never had the luxury of falling down like I did.
    I hope the morning dew
    Rusts your reflective soul.




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