Unjustified BeingsA Poem by Emily
The fundamentals of being rotten to the core. The sweat beading off the
brow. The familiar sound of the heart beating inside the other person.
Defending myself just enough to make myself clear. Brushing away a
faint glimmer of satisfaction. Being portrayed to such a degree that
she has become quiet inside. This was just another beginning to an end
for them both. He new he deserved the behavior that had been thrown at
him. He accepted the failure to become better to her. He made his way back into her necessary womb.
That was just one of the nights in purgatory. © 2010 EmilyAuthor's Note
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Added on May 6, 2010 Last Updated on May 6, 2010 AuthorEmilyChicagoAboutThe drums beat behind me. I am alone like most people - even though I live with many. You will never understand how easy it is to disengage myself from meaningless people. more..Writing
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