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The Journal of Emily Davidson i might hurt someone
10/06/2004 03:07 a.m.
i had this brilliant idea to
write you a letter
describing vividly how much i hate
who you've become
and seal it tightly with a
smack in the face and
a "fuck you" for making everything
harder than it had to be
*
if i could get my hands on you
i would not
kiss those lips i've dreamt of—
i would chap them with the wind of my words;
i would tear them with my teeth
if i could touch you
i would not
hold you in a sweet embrace—
i would shake and spin you dizzy and
break your balance
if i could be with you
i would not
tell you of how i cried your name—
i would scream it between punches and kicks;
i would say it to hide the tears behind the screaming
i have wasted months loving you
in a way you never deserved
and i refuse to waste another minute
on the selfish, arrogant creature you have become
*
[ not even a poem anymore. just ranting. ]
if you didn't love me you wouldn't have to waste so much time trying to prove it.
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