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Post by liquidpromise on Sept 1, 2006 13:04:33 GMT -6
If ever I needed an anecdote
For kindness, you would be it
Shoveling hate in my face
Absorbing all of your bullshit
You are infested with it
A lie here, a lie there
Anything to let you get away …
With murder
You do not give a damn who you hurt
Who is the real manipulative bitch now?
I learned from the best
Sometimes I do put it to the test
When others see my kindness
For weakness
I quickly put them in their place
But this is not about ‘them’
It is about you and me
The drug of choice for you
Is humiliation
Just enough to watch me bleed
And to concede a feud no more
Still holding all of the control
You stupid hag, you know nothing about me
As I watch the blood spurt through tearless eyes
You are not really fooling anyone, you know?
Not so long as they can get into your pants
But I get into your mind
I deeply embed myself under your skin
Those fake tears do not work anymore
It only serves to make you appear
More haggard, aging, terrified from within
Like mother, like daughter
My world amassed in godless sin
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Post by DavidMc on Sept 3, 2006 4:01:50 GMT -6
A very vitriolic write, she really got under your skin. Did the resentment go after you wrote it?
That is a lovely turn of phrase.
You have a lot of talent Lauren, and I am delighted you are here.
David
P.S. I've turned off the word censor. I dislike asterisks, always seems like punch pulling:o
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Post by liquidpromise on Sept 3, 2006 13:38:21 GMT -6
Thank you hon.
I just didn't want to push my luck posting this with the actual words, but since you were kind enough to turn off the the censor list, I thought I would return the favor and get rid of those pesky aster***s,
*Smiles~
Lauren
Yeah, this piece is about my mother, but since I love her dearly, and she only reciprocated with hate, malice and abuse, my confusion and eagerness for her to love me in return, has made it quite difficult not to let her get under my skin, sometimes.
She is no longer in my life, which is a good thing for me, it allows me to go on with my own, and yeah, it helps, but closure, well, for my own better state of mind, will never be in the making.
It is her choice to not be a part of my world, and I have learned to live with that for the better.
Not that I don't think about her often, still with childlike hope, but well, I've really overextended this explaination...
Thank you hon for the compliment and feedback.
P.s. I don't resent her, I resent what she has done, the choices she has made, resentment(?), more like disappointment. She is my mother after all, and I will always love and even want what I can't have, I suppose.
Have a wonderful holiday weekend.
L_P
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Post by DavidMc on Sept 3, 2006 14:02:37 GMT -6
Lauren, I don't feel you've overtexed.. I'm fascinated about the writing process...  Do you write 'stream of consciousness' this poem has that feel.. whilst 'Lingering' seemed a more crafted piece. HOLIDAY ;D What Holiday, I'm in England remember.. David |
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Post by anirbas on Sept 3, 2006 20:30:23 GMT -6
*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!* Excuse me, David...Could you lend a land a hand? Lauen seems to have slammed me to my knees with the dark fucking beauty of her piece...Are you my sister? You could have described my mother, to a T...Sincerly, Sabrina.  |
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Post by liquidpromise on Sept 3, 2006 22:25:19 GMT -6
David ~ 98.7% of the time, my poetry goes straight from my muse and onto paper, I don't think about what I am writing as I do it, but rather allow the words, raw emotions and meter to form of thier own, rather creating in a mind of its own and then see what has been formed.
96- 98% of the time, I do little or no editing at all.
It is very seldom that I construct a piece in the attempt at, well, trying to create a poem, I let my work flow naturally, then I don't feel as if I had cheated this gift or those who read my work, it is fresh and everyone I feel, can get absorbed into the real emotions of my works.
They can feel the true inner me in every essence.
Anirbas ~ That is exactly how I feel when reading your works as well. A spitting, mirror reflected image and essence of the inner me.
It is refreshing to always come across like minded people with similar fates and past, too.
Thank you both for your generous feedback and support.
Lauren
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Post by anirbas on Sept 4, 2006 17:55:52 GMT -6
big grin...and you're welcome on feedback...thank you for posting...btw...got more?  ?? i write like you describe...but, i'm weird...i also write in other ways...it all depends on my mood, and what wants to get out of my mind, or what character want to be described on paper, instead of in my head...LOL...or something like that...when i get to writing a "story"
or a "poetical epical", i can't get the character out of my head, until i write them out...does that make sense? LOL...I ask that question, expecting no answer...As I am a poet...and know nothing makes sense in life, even that, that appears to...Magnificent Mondaying, folks!
Mini-me is all over me to watch a movie and she is a bossy little bit of baggage...Aargh!
Feel sorry for me...I have to go watch a Lindsay Lohan movie! Aargh!!!!!!!!! Help!
gigglegiggle...Sabrina. |
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Post by liquidpromise on Sept 4, 2006 18:17:57 GMT -6
Lol, *smiles~
Sounds like not only do you have your hands full but a living out a full life as well. Counts your blessings sweetie, there are far worse things or even people than Lindsay Lohan, lol.
Thanks, hon
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Post by anirbas on Sept 4, 2006 22:16:00 GMT -6
Guilty as charged on the living out a full life as well statement... And always count blessings...Evens out the curses, we must all endure...LOL... Watching a movie with mini-me...*blessing*... Watching Lindsay Lohan attempt acting...*cursing*... *gigglegiggle* Worse things than Lindsay Lohan's acting? That's awful...I didn't need to know that...LOL...You've managed to traumatize me now, LP...*t-he*...Not...Must channel humor after sitting through...Just My Luck, with LH, as it's lead... My brain has devolved to a dish of oatmeal... But, I wouldn't trade, for the sounds of mini-me's peal and peals of laughter...Besides, it was funny, when LH lost her luck and broke her high heel... Now, if only that had been the end of the movie...LOL... |
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Post by liquidpromise on Sept 5, 2006 11:26:17 GMT -6
lol
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Post by anirbas on Sept 5, 2006 22:47:57 GMT -6
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