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Piñata, that’s me.
You grab your stick and beat me with blind-folded eyes.
Except for spilling out hordes of candy sweetness that I thought you deserved, my sorrow, anguish, and regret toppled out.
“Why not sweet candy?” you asked. “Where is it all?”
Did you think you filled me up with just that? Don’t you remember your constant stuffing of hurt and wrong-doings?
See, when you were building me... you were aware of my fragileness and my hollow-heartache. You said you weren’t like the others, you would be kind. You said I was beautiful and unique; you’d never hurt me, or tear me down.
But now you put on your blind-fold and have others spin you all about, then gave you tools of demise. And with swift whacks, you beat me down just as much as you built me up. And now I’m pouring sorrow, anguish, and regret.
You grab your stick and beat me with blind-folded eyes.
Except for spilling out hordes of candy sweetness that I thought you deserved, my sorrow, anguish, and regret toppled out.
“Why not sweet candy?” you asked. “Where is it all?”
Did you think you filled me up with just that? Don’t you remember your constant stuffing of hurt and wrong-doings?
See, when you were building me... you were aware of my fragileness and my hollow-heartache. You said you weren’t like the others, you would be kind. You said I was beautiful and unique; you’d never hurt me, or tear me down.
But now you put on your blind-fold and have others spin you all about, then gave you tools of demise. And with swift whacks, you beat me down just as much as you built me up. And now I’m pouring sorrow, anguish, and regret.
I wonder... is this sweet enough for you?
© 2007 - 2024 Isis-Kain
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deep, painful...ah the memories *note the sarcasm*
....so cold...so far...so dark....
even with a searchlight, we couldn't see...
not even three feet in front of you and me.
With the air of ice with nothing but black,
I took a step forward and couln't turn back.
I walked blindly with music in my ears,
as I reached the end, they were nothing but tears.
I was at wit's end, with nothing but sorrow.
I wished for it to end, and be no tomorrow.
With such thoughts, it's hard to see
that all things good are still out there and free.
We must still move forward, and I will find the strength
I will turn around and take you the whole length.
(I really got to write these down somewhere....this is something I should be using on my next girlfriend....it is really sappy so it would fit for her....)
....so cold...so far...so dark....
even with a searchlight, we couldn't see...
not even three feet in front of you and me.
With the air of ice with nothing but black,
I took a step forward and couln't turn back.
I walked blindly with music in my ears,
as I reached the end, they were nothing but tears.
I was at wit's end, with nothing but sorrow.
I wished for it to end, and be no tomorrow.
With such thoughts, it's hard to see
that all things good are still out there and free.
We must still move forward, and I will find the strength
I will turn around and take you the whole length.
(I really got to write these down somewhere....this is something I should be using on my next girlfriend....it is really sappy so it would fit for her....)