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by twotymer97

Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-10-17 16:40:00

Parent message is 44355
Scratch that
I just talk big
I’m in a continuous state
Of looking back
Dissecting the deterioration
of a relation
Taking what pieces are left
And trying to make them whole
Make myself whole
Keep the separation of ego
And reality true
And trying to keep from beating up
What’s left of my pride
What’s left of my pride?
Maybe that’s my problem
It’s all about pride