So Young and Delicate, She Was, by Tim Pozzi Subscribe to rss feed for Tim Pozzi

Do you accept these guidelines?
Cause I'm not blaming you,
I'm just remembering all wrong.
I'm just making an ideal
that you'll constantly fall short of,
constantly crawling in adjacent fallout.
And you're not quite the self
I destructed,
I'm not quite ready to face
the reduction of my personality incapablilities.
You'll tread on my insanity
and posture like I'm just family,
just making fun of the anomaly.
Just distaste for the same in me
that recognizes your treachery.
Glistening personal reflectory syndrome.
Posted: 2008-12-03 07:22:22 UTC

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2008-12-20 17:06:12Tyler Cedric Golden
hmmm a very interesting poem but good nonetheless and i like the way u used descriptiveness and how it was overall wrote...good job