pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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battlefield

and if you flip back to flashbacks that aren't yours
you see what you do not want to see
fast forward to now, you dumb fuck
violently tear your eyes away and down that coors light

misting, because it doesn't mean a thing, right?
missing the point because it always makes you die

fearing that he wonders, in wonder, at words
at verbs, not yours

punish yourself for not being alive
back in those days, during that time
images never seeing play in slow motion,
then speeding up

what does she say now?
her words still etched there;
yours, discintigrated
perhaps you should make your own permanent mark on that wall

yes, yes.
prove that you are for real
and not that passing flava of yesteryear
the closed eyes and ceasing breath are the lasting tribute,
when there are threats to the peaceful heart

9:54 p.m. - 2004-10-26

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