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| A Kiss and A Heart D.C. There she stands: The One, Not more than inches away. The One Who cost me my life, My Love; But caused me Pain, Fear, and Rejection. There she stands: Alone. But not for long... Because my Past Will be her Future and her Love. There she stands; So close... So close it hurts! I could Reach out and Touch her, or Hurt her. (I'd prefer the latter.) There she stands: So Pretty So Innocent. But I am not deceived. She stands so Vile and so Cruel. There she stands Pondering What will Come Next. What she will Do with her Day, her Week, her Life. There she stands, So Oblivious as to what I could do. How I could Manipulate her; How I could Break her; How I could Change her Life. There she stands. She doesn't know who I am, Or what I Stand for, What I've been through. There she stands. She doesn't know that I am a Part of her Past her Present and her Future. She doesn't know that I have actually Won, Even though I'm Honest. (and Honestly Jealous of Where she is.) There she sands And here I Stand. I want Nothing to Do with her. But we both March, Inches apart In an army. This ammunition on my back Is enough to get me through. Or at Least Enough to Survive The Pain I Suffer By Inflicting it On her. And soon I will stand Alone. With no one to Pull me down But Myself and my Selfish, Endless, Senseless Desires. |