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    dots Submission Name: Blood in my Pendots
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    Author: Passionbyapathy
    ASL Info:    23/M/Columbus, Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    5.3 - 207/276/228
    Words: 244
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsBlood in my Pendots
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    I'm caught walking in circles
    Trickle down like in aquaducts
    Stuck with bags under my eyes
    Cursing at storms, warning the void
    That it's due time I bite back.
    Fight The fact I'm put out at the way
    I gambled on good faith
    And lost
    It's difficult sometimes to understand
    That I'm invested
    This disappointment is selfless
    Softened by the loss
    That I've experienced
    And the empathy of knowing
    Struggle and snakes in the grass
    Good ass and snake oil
    Venom running down those lips
    Sinister in sport
    Trapped prey between
    The thought and the memory
    Tethered to her tattoo shoulder feather
    fake friends, jail birds both flock together
    I'm at the end of my rope
    am determined to keep heart
    so long as I'm able to hope
    But like a family tree these roots dig deep
    without well water how well am I coping
    like a fable about two loves eloping
    I'd still sweep you off your feet with sweetness
    Because I treasured every moment I was welcome
    In your company like we were meant to be
    Something more than separate parts
    a whole even apart
    A beautiful mess
    Rebels and rain checks
    Soulful art interwoven with aspects
    Of your likeness
    We had fun
    When we were raging against the machine
    Blasting music like machine guns
    Out car windows at night
    All passerbys were casualties of our mindset
    It was us against the world
    Baby we were timeless




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      Disappointment is selfless...
    Trying to wrap mind around that. It is as if when you write you see things no one else can, and then it leaves one feeling blind. I felt as if I had a fly on the wall perspective as I read this, it was so intimately displayed. I love that style, you use it over and over as you write but it is still so different and refreshing.
    | Posted on 2015-04-25 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]
      I enjoyed reading this. I also love that memory of the blasting music in the car. :) The way this is written is different and I like that. Nice job.
    | Posted on 2015-02-07 00:00:00 | by TeslaKoyal | [ Reply to This ]
      This is beautifully written. In the middle it seems a little scattered but that may just have been my sleepy mind while reading. I can feel how much you care about the person the poem was written for, as well as feel the sting of what she did to you. I envy the person this is about because clearly you cared deeply for her, and that's what every girl deserves.

    I liked the memory of blasting music while driving around at night. Reminds me of high school and when I would do that with my friends. Makes me wish I had been in the car with you, haha.

    Great poem. I loved reading it.
    | Posted on 2015-01-27 00:00:00 | by riverrei | [ Reply to This ]


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