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temptation. by amber-rayin

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Zenblade9 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2010
after looking at your other pics and this one it's there.
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amber-rayin Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2010
ill take it as a compliment,
thankyou!
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Zenblade9 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2010
Very much so.
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selfishits 3 am
and i can't sleep again
got me on my mind
cos as much as id like to say it's you
i'm too selfish for that
we both know its true that
it's never someone else
but only how you relate to them
all comes back to me in the end
so while it's 3 am
and i've nothing again
but fragments
of conversation,
and smaller chips of
would be
poetry
its all i left me
when i let go into you
if i couldplaying "what if"
&
"i take it back"
playing "im sorry"
& unlimited forgiveness
playing wishes & shooting stars
empty nights & empty eyes
and a glass half full of tears
this is not a love letterthis is not a love letter
only words containing letters
of love in love with love
because i think you should know
that the sound of you turns my insides out
makes be breathe carefully
with wishes balanced on my tongue
piled uncertainly, and a wrong spoken word could send them
tumbling
the sound of you is all i know
all ive ever met
except for that brief impersonal moment of touch
its the sound of you that haunts my thoughts
that gets played out in my dreams
except that i stopped dreaming
when it got too dangerous
take meim waking and shaking and aching
still shedding filaments of a changing soul
im tearing myself open to let the light in
but the light is cold, and it burns against my newly formed
and still unsteady heart
it bites and i can't breathe
never knew metamorphosis felt like this
never knew that you could feel each stretch and pull
of new tissue surrounding your new self
never knew that even breath would feel different on your skin
or that the bones of your old self would keep poking through
sharp as memories and smooth
forgotten temptation
and these
empty spaces where you just don't know
i cover myself from the light
and all the unsavory truths it holds
pull up the shroud of sleep and close my eyes
to the thin places where i cant escape
i hitch it around me
and pray
for quietsleepingoblivionnothing
i know when i wake ill have
reconstructed
enough to make it a little further
maybe, maybe
enough to make it home.
dont thinkand i'm thinking we moved to fast at standing still
thinking i shouldn't have answered your question
thinking i shouldn't have even let you ask it
thinking
this has the feeling of the inevitable.
the inevitable fuckup
that is.
like its just asking for trouble
but i'm caught now in the web of agreement
said yes so its foregone conclusion ill say it again
and i will, you know i will, i know i will
remember now (don't know how i forgot, must have been the way your hands...........) why i like to keep things silent.
keep things quiet.
keep things under wraps
keep my silence, mouth shut.
cos now everyones expecting big things
their expecting this to mean something......
their expecting this to last
ohholygodtheythinkimserious
they don't know their right
i am serious
seriously mad that is
though maybe not as mad
as you
for thinking i'm sane enough
here enough, real enough, alive enough
to ever measure up
to what your gonna need
cos maybe i know that better than you
that what you want is not
assumptionsdon't love the me of your predictions
you'd have to love the me of contradictions
cos i could never live up to anyones illusions
now don't draw the wrong conclusion
i don't mind a little confusion
but when your looking and you
don't see the me
that ive set free
then honey your walking blind
and blind i never want to be
these questions
id rather ask the hard ones now
i'm open to suggestions
always happy to hear corrections
but how?
when im closed to your language
and i only speak in silence
or protracted pauses
or despair.
breathingsigh
im just breathing
breathing..... just
just breathing
breathing
from one sideand i know what i was
open arms and easy kisses
a port in storm
safety and calm water
till you could brave the seas of yourself
again.
i know what i was
the right time, and the right place
a giver when you were hollow
a fountain when you'd run dry
but i was not endless
i am not endless
& we started to end
when i ended
we started to slip
when i fell
and we were quiet
when my well ran dry
and i hadn't learned your language yet
and i know
i know
that i could never have given you
what you needed
i know i could never have filled myself
in your arms
we could meet
only
in the mutual desire
for closeness
the mutual desire to be loved
the mutual desire
of us
till we stumbled on the unsavory scent
of my questions
our fingers fumbled together
desperately, fleetingly
over your response
and they slipped, our fingers
and left us standing
on either side of what we knew was real
and while i can see this for what it was
and know we are both
too much,
know we are both
not enough
i know no other way,
tha
oh fatheroh father
it's time to say what i wanted to say
perhaps there's a way
through these thoughts that flay
the cover off my mind like the
skin from my back, would you be so kind
to take me off this thin white line
where on one side every things fine
on the other every thought is a mine
that explodes when it's touched with words
that i heard
creeping across the floor
under the door
and showing the truth no one would speak
you're leaving next week
or next month or next year
when doesn't matter but your leaving us here
alone on the ocean of fear
of not being, of not being enough
oh the parting is rough
and i go through the gate
and up the path of hating
her for doing this
a friend ill miss
when i fall from this ledge
yes fall over the edge
and into the depth of a pledge
of hating so deep
that the wounds it'll cause never weep
but pour tears like blood
to mix with the dirt of betrayal to mud
so thick it would drown me
this hate it cant crown me
or cut her any deeper
rage becomes my keeper
so a
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