he won't be
your whipping boy
any longer.
he won't let you
wipe your bad dreams
on his sleeves,
or watch the lies
falling out of your mouth
like bees escaping honey.
he won't hold your hand
in the dark,
or spin angels out of your words
and swear
they are gospel.
he won't wait on your thoughts
or own your trouble,
or let your tongue
pick his bones
to the quick.
he only wants
to taste your memory,
grinding your name
through his teeth
as if
spitting out
the bad pieces...














Comments
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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--When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
--If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
Big Day Out 2010 is going to be fully awesome!!!!
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If the Eskimos have 100 words for love, high school students bent on your destruction have at least that many for asshole.
- Libba Bray
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Literotica
My stock-
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'Circling down the drain' has an appealing fun-factor to it.
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'Circling down the drain' has an appealing fun-factor to it.
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