Nico
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Join date : 2010-12-04
Age : 25
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 |  Subject: just me writing words. need release.  Thu Jul 12, 2012 2:01 am | |
| they don't know her.
they know her face.
that know her name.
that know what they can see,
but never bother to wonder
"what can't they see?"
attacks.
personal, and gripping.
attacks.
some in the form of request.
she's overlooked and only watches
as others complain.
even her birthday is the same.
she is usually replaced.
remembered for a week or two.
then replaced again.
she acts bold to gain attention,
but the result is nothing.
she has skill,
but it's skill most others must not see.
she can amount of something,
but she is damaged.
she is not sane,
nor is she the same.
she is a liar,
always using her tongue to build a grave.
she is easily angered.
always using her tongue to build a grave.
she is saucey.
always using her tongue to build a grave.
yet she is a girl. just that.
nothing more.
they don't know her.
they don't really need to know her.
she will put on a show for them.
dance when they say dance.
sing when they say sing.
fake it when they say fake it
and lie when they say lie.
she has dreams,
she's like everyone else,
yet she is a girl. just that.
nothing more.
they don't know her.
they don't expect her to suffer.
she is the epitome of perfect.
she is not the epitome of perfect.
she has a big mouth.
always using her tongue to build a grave.
she has no temper.
always using her tongue to build a grave.
she doesn't let them know why.
they don't ask.
she wonders what they think,
but she knows they don't think.
she is the epitome of perfect.
she is not the epitome of perfect.
they don't know her--
always using her tongue to build a grave.
too deep. in too deep.
yet she is just a girl. just that.
nothing more.
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