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Falsely Painted Lips


Author: Geremy Smith
ASL Info:    20/M/Pennsylvania
Elite Ratio:    5.79 - 171 /145 /23
Words: 269
Class/Type: Poetry /Dark
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A moment of resting so high in confidence, the plague of high confidence and when you are brought down it hits so hard. Basically a simple story portrayed of another I know. Comments are welcome and even some more interpretations if you have any...


Falsely Painted Lips



Please don’t believe
My actions…let them speak for me

You paint the lies down on my lips
Rest confident in moments that don’t exist
I write the words upon my wrists
Trace them with your tongue
--and taste the sour blood of my tragedy

Losing confidence in every picture
-(Please don’t believe)-
A smile lacking
-(My actions…)-
I latch the mask down on my throat
-(…let them speak for me)-

Say I have every reason not to leave
That it all belongs to me
But not today…no not today

I could be the boy you won’t resist
Talk to them without a “me”
Write your name upon my chest
Be the never, -a forever after-

Yet…Please don’t believe
My actions
--let them speak
For me-

Mirror, how amazing
For instances full of pictures
The grains hiding words I’ve thrown at you
Dissolving every word traced
--after a faded shower fog-

Now let me carve your confidence upon your wrists
Drag the blade and leave them gaping for air
Turn black your eyes that resist
Try now to look down upon my apathy
--security-
--A lost cause tragedy

Cleanse my hands of all the loss
Wipe red from my lips
All those times they touched yours

A contagious lack of honesty
How it seemed to add to my reality
Writing comments upon my heart

Through your confidence you never see
Let me rest and wash away

--Down veins of noise insisted twists

Never see

My flowers wilted in decay
--Might I lack honesty
Now go away.




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  Please don’t believe
My actions…let them speak for me

You paint the lies down on my lips
Rest confident in moments that don’t exist
I write the words upon my wrists
Trace them with your tongue
--and taste the sour blood of my tragedy



great. I started writing this comment when I realized that someone quoted this right before me, so I'll say I agree. It's such a strong part, its profound and abstract. I'd love to see a harsher, more cynical side from you almost, because "the sour blood of my tragedy" makes me think you can do it. Keep it up, I really love it.
| Posted on 2007-03-29 00:00:00 | by Waywarddaughter | [ Reply to This ]
  First of all this is awesome...it's beautiful...

Please don’t believe
My actions…let them speak for me

You paint the lies down on my lips
Rest confident in moments that don’t exist
I write the words upon my wrists
Trace them with your tongue
-and taste the sour blood of my tragedy

This was my favorite part, not only does it flow perfectly but it really says something...I like the imagery and the sensuality you get from reading this...trace them with your tongue and taste the sour blood of my tragedy...this is so powerful and said so well.Awesome words man.
Fare Thee Well,
Jazmine
| Posted on 2005-05-06 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]
  You never cease to amaze me with your profoundness. You make me want to comment. LOL! In fact, that's why I'm "Stalking" you now. But, in a total safe way. Not like my stalker! *Smiles* Excellent write here. I think my favorite lines were:

Now let me carve your confidence upon your wrists
Drag the blade and leave them gaping for air
Turn black your eyes that resist
Try now to look down upon my apathy
-security-
-A lost cause tragedy

My heart skipped a beat here. Seriously. The dragging your confidence against your wrist hit way home. *Shakes head* Painted a beautifully haunting picture with this piece. Please, keep it up.
~BCute
| Posted on 2004-12-20 00:00:00 | by BCute | [ Reply to This ]
  very well done, great use of words, and i can tell you poured your heart into this piece. excellent. im glad i read this pice, it is truely very well done...great job and keep up the good work...
Solemn Star
| Posted on 2004-12-16 00:00:00 | by Solemn Star 88 | [ Reply to This ]
  This being the first thing that caught my eye today, I have to stop and point.

The style you use is different from anything else that I've seen, and I love something new.

I like
'Say I have every reason not to leave
That it all belongs to me
But not today…no not today

I could be the boy you won’t resist
Talk to them without a “me”
Write your name upon my chest
Be the never, -a forever after-

Yet…Please don’t believe
My actions
-let them speak
For me-

Mirror, how amazing
For instances full of pictures
The grains hiding words I’ve thrown at you
Dissolving every word traced
-after a faded shower fog-'

and have even more love for
'My flowers wilted in decay
-Might I lack honesty
Now go away.'

I think it was a little long. It was also broken up-but I kind of have the feeling that it was supposed to be that way to communicate your feelings. But the choppiness made it a little hard to read in some places.

Like I said, this was the first piece of work to catch my eye today. It was haunting to me- especially this
'Yet…Please don’t believe
My actions
-let them speak
For me-'

~be easy
| Posted on 2004-12-16 00:00:00 | by Alize | [ Reply to This ]


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