The Black & White Poet
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YOU TWO
One older than me,
One younger…
In the middle of two lives
And our lives
Are falling into pieces
….All the time.
And all the time, we are constantly
Picking them up-
Like fools.
I just wish you two knew
How we really break inside.
To be like this.
I don't know if you even care.
Its okay, I'm not worried about just that.
God.
I hate evil.
I hate everything evil.
To one, I'd rather give you a knife
So you may slice me
Instead of continuing in your hurtful ways
And to the other, I'd rather capture you instead
Of continuing with his hurtful ways
We all share the same bloody thing!
Why are we all tying knots around our throats
And watching devils dance around our legs?
I'm sick of this friggin world
I'm sick of the disgust in the pit of my stomach
Frickin' perversion enticing our lives
And blowing kisses in our ears
Does it make us happy to folly?
And watch our damn lives smile at hell
As our holy parents weep
And our friends and families sigh?
What makes you happy sisters?
Not our love for each other?
Not God's love?
WHO?!
Who's love is gonna' make you content?
~DaYnA 5/15/06
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