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Dust Makes You Cough

January 27, 2014
By QueenPig SILVER, West Hartford, Connecticut
QueenPig SILVER, West Hartford, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
morality is the weakness of the brain- Rimbaud


Been dancing with memories, they’re stepping on my toes
But I can take the pain if it’s the only way to fell those,
Late nights in June, July swims, and those August bike rides
When we’d forget the future and remember the moment.
A gift to have such times to recall, though pain coincides,
Are these thoughts allies or all lies, a militarized opponent?
The sincerity could be feigned, leading me to be ambuscaded
Flanked by recalling specifics where I’m struck still, raided
And drenched in agony, killing myself, inches of pathetic puddle!
Oh! When you snuck pass your guard, and we’d laugh and cuddle
Are memories wearing heels, and the pain worsens
But it’s worth all the swelling, the shoe doesn’t fit regardless.
While everyone is jaded, you remain such a nice person
Because I’m not even wroth being resented. And the hardest
Part is to watch you without me be contented
“If she’s happy, I’m happy” is not honest love
It’s a cowards way out and the farthest thing I’d settle for
As hard as it is to say, I can bring myself to scream, I love you


And want you dead.



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