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I don't know what you mean, I write, now crying in panic, but you repeat yourself, and I take the opportunity to mock my feelings and words. Ok, whatever, I write, knowing I offend you, but desperately trying to get out of the conversation I know have gotten destructive. But you don't let me off that easy, so I let you know how sorry and stupid I am, fueling my momentairly gained back, destructive self-talk. You say, it's okay and that you love me, but I think Yeah, right and shut down the computer.
Poetry by kristallkross
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Written on 2007-11-01 at 20:21
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When msn solved the problems of the world. Or not.
I say, I am trying to accept my feelings, trying not to shut them out, but it's hard and new to me, and you just say, feeling bad is a choise. I pause and gasp for air. I shouldn't be feeling this way, I think, and get defensive. I have never heard you say that before, I plead, hoping you will refrace it to my advantage, which you don't.I don't know what you mean, I write, now crying in panic, but you repeat yourself, and I take the opportunity to mock my feelings and words. Ok, whatever, I write, knowing I offend you, but desperately trying to get out of the conversation I know have gotten destructive. But you don't let me off that easy, so I let you know how sorry and stupid I am, fueling my momentairly gained back, destructive self-talk. You say, it's okay and that you love me, but I think Yeah, right and shut down the computer.
Poetry by kristallkross
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Written on 2007-11-01 at 20:21
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