Realizations (701 hits)
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Submitted by girlintheworld (View user info) at 2004-11-29 23:06:11 EST
Back before he had turned into the enemy, before his eyes masked by kindness had turned cold, he said he wrote me songs. He said he wrote them because he knew what I had gone through, that I didn't deserve such hardship. He said he wrote them because I inspired the poet/songwriter in him. I believed him but knew it was not the truth. And I thought the act sweet.
He was the only one who could wrap me up,so as to hold me down and tell me he loved me just the same-and would I consider going out with him? Because he loved me, yes, he loved me just as much as his sex drive would allow.
So years later as I search for songs expecting to find pieces of music I have neglected-songs written by real people who have made millions out of hardship-I come across pieces of paper. I have neglected these too-must have thrown them in the piano bench because I knew they would be hidden.
I look at these words written and think how conniving the truth is.
Something in me gets a funny feeling and I wonder if there isn't a little bit of sincerity in him somewhere even after all these years. Technology's a wonderful thing, so I look little snippets of the words up. And alas, I find to my dismay (or is it my relief?) that the words were not written by him, but by someone who has already made millions from their hardship. And yet, he still tried to mask himself,changed some words and told me that I inspired the poet/songwriter in him. That he loved me.
Or maybe I'm more upset that the words aren't about me but about someone I don't even know. That the words written that I believed to be his words to me, proved that maybe he wasn't such an asshole after all. Maybe he just didn't realize what he was doing. And now, I find that this is just one more lie. I have nothing to defend his actions. He can be blamed.
I listen to the songs themselves and find that they aren't that good anyway. And I like the melody in my head much better than anything that was forced upon me.
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Submitted by Viciousriffs (user info) at 2005-06-30 19:14:58 EDT (#)
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You get my comments through another medium.
Submitted by screamfeeder (user info) at 2005-03-02 03:59:50 EST (#)
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I lost it....
whooo
Submitted by DJMattB241 (user info) at 2004-11-30 18:27:29 EST (#)
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Submitted by Critical_Mass (user info) at 2004-11-30 11:48:24 EST (#)
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Submitted by girlintheworld (user info) at 2004-11-30 01:41:01 EST (#)
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Actually I am. But thanks for your suggestion.
Submitted by Phallic_Cymbals (user info) at 2004-11-30 01:35:49 EST (#)
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This just made me have an epiphany!
I have NEVER seen anything like this IN MY LIFE!
Its amazing! Seriously, you should get published, there is a huge market gap for angsty teenage love material.
Submitted by girlintheworld (user info) at 2004-11-30 00:53:13 EST (#)
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Submitted by Dead_0hi0_Sky (user info) at 2004-11-30 00:21:16 (#)
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semi-poetry? on ubersite? BAH!
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Well, you can't really tell.
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Submitted by thricepalermo (user info) at 2004-11-30 00:08:45 (#)
Ranking: 1
waves crash
dogs bark
the sun rises
men lie.
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lovely. :)
Submitted by Dead_0hi0_Sky (user info) at 2004-11-30 00:21:16 EST (#)
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semi-poetry? on ubersite? BAH!
Submitted by thricepalermo (user info) at 2004-11-30 00:08:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
waves crash
dogs bark
the sun rises
men lie.
Submitted by girlintheworld (user info) at 2004-11-29 23:13:49 EST (#)
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This is what happens when you take poetry and turn it into prose. Or at least, an Ubersite post.