read me.
bite me.

love me?

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you're opinion on these? worth saving?

cleaning up this xanga as i may be giving it away, deciding what to keep and what to trash.

Anger

It swells up inside of me

Until it is a wave I cannot control

High and bitter

The metallic taste dances

Along my tongue

Slides upon my lips

As words tumble from me

“You are nothing”

“I despise you”

“The only thing I feel for you,

Is contempt”

As the words continue on

The metallic taste

Backs away,

Leaving my mouth once again.

The high wave

Recedes

But does not disappear

It will lye deep inside

Waiting

Waiting for a release

Us

You?

And me?

I gave “us” a thought

I thought “no”

How could it be?

But through

Persuasion

I took a chance

I talked with you

I gave “us” a t hought

I thought “maybe”

You told me you

Liked me,

I was flattered.

You said these things,

You lied to me.

When your words

Were most needed

You remained

Silent.

You?

And me?

I gave “us” one last thought

I thought never.