Wrecked In Triangular Battlefield

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By Don't build lies on ice cubes.

Take that sharp object and ram it in my neck How pleasant and sweet you are to me Days I sobbed a tragic dying wreck They seemed like eternity That knife in my heart caused my tears to bleed And you just threw excessive salt Silent thoughts caused an unending greed Got the blame and it wasn’t my fault How I hated and how I despised the grief For someone who bruised me to the core Jealous rage at the lying thief Both took my heart in hands and tore In pieces. Broken pottery hurled in lover’s fight. The glee at the humiliation shone from their face Your voice whispered to me in the dead of the night Whilst through the day I walked in disgrace Thrice the lover cut me down to the ground And thrice was given the nod of heads Longing for he who was lost then found Take that longing and rip it to shreds Over and the calm fell in ecstasy Although the eyes do glare with malice Granted the wish of being let be Yet such an ordeal leaves one callous My barrier built as through the shrapnel I rose And you begged my heart to mend But I wasn’t forgiving for taking such blows And above it I would not transcend Admitted you had acted immorally wrong You sought my trust once more And the time meant my bitterness had gone Friendship I could manage to endure So tell me why you would risk it again? Drudge the past up from where it did belong Right in front of me you would inflict the pain Excruciating agony that you continue to prolong A tongue can lash in fearful spite Threw me off of my now stable guard Fought it with tremendous might But when I lost, I came down hard Its not like I loved you; love you; never will But boiled hate has got to erupt She’s laughing for the dream that you do fill Whilst me, I’m the one that’s corrupt Well thank you lover, friend, foe For dancing in the gleaming sun This ferocious battle began long ago And I know that I never won So why did we bother to hurt all involved Who triumphs for the most tears These issues with us shall never be resolved But I’m locking them away for years And never again can I be anything to you Except a distant fading memory No acquaintance, no friend, certainly no love that’s true Please don’t ever ask it of me So you took that sharp object and rammed it in my neck How pleasant and sweet you were And how ever since I was a tragic dying wreck Never again. Go do it to her.

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April 27, 2005 18:23abs

i hope that got it out of ur system jem, fab poem especially when you know who the personas are ;)