All The Better To Eat You With

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By Tim Pozzi •

the cold doesn't subside and i have reasons to believe you'd lied many times before, the fiction and lore that spews so effortlessly. call me paranoid, but i knew you'd never fill all my tiny voids, but grasping was easy once. now i stretch my wit to call your eyes when i seem them, in all the others that stick to that intentional bias... throwing my chorus to the sea. so blind as i may be, you'd picked these eyes out and i can still see what was so wrong with you and me: we burned out quietly and faded with a scream.

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March 21, 2008 00:40~Stay_Beautiful~20104

Wow, you have so much talent! Great poem! And very deep! I love the story behind each of your poems!

July 3, 2008 22:03Nora Eason

Thanks for your comment,and I'll remember your advice.

August 20, 2008 22:43Don't build lies on ice cubes.

wow i relate to this one too, especially the last two lines... thank you for the comment on mine. i hope they know to remember those nights