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SAYANORA!
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LYNN I reached from my anger,
I attacked from my sorrow,
I capsized in my fury,
Trying to find the "REAL" of tomorrow...
I needed to tell you exactly what I felt...
To not "lower myself",
Or to maintain your dilusions,
Of even tolerating you to stand "above me" as well.
I was racked on my own pain,
And pain in the words you gave me...
Like I had to be "beholden" to you for this gift.
More anger, more pain...
No matter what I said or did...
Your mind I'd never change.
I wanted to scream at you, and did.
I wanted to demean you, to anihilate you, and then...
Find a way resurect me.
OUT OF THE ASH...
OF THE FIRES YOU STOKED.
I allowed your words to affect me...
I accepted them score for score...
I felt as if I had nothing...
Like YOU "took" my power away from me.
HOWEVER,
I just forgot,
I HAVE THE ULTIMATE POWER.
I JUST HAD TO WAKE UP.
So no more little games,
Over this queer PC box...
I have a life now...
Where you, obviously, do not.
I met a nice girl,
Once abused like me...
BUT SHE COMMUNICATES...
She TALKS, is UPFRONT, and isn't tryig to MISLEAD.
She may not be able to touch me,
NOT EVER...
BUT THEN, NEITHER DID YOU.
"I just want you to know I loved you." You said.
NOT ONLY DID I TAKE TIME TO NOTICE,
I SAW HOW YOU COULDN'T TOUCH ME IN BED.
I am through with this game...
Your poem I read...
WHO AM I?
What of it did you confirm or deny?
Did you prove or disprove anything from my checklist?
Obviously, you can't confront the issues...
SO TO YOU: "DISMISSED."
I don't want anymore of your dilusions...
That burn like heat seeking missles...
That want to cause me pain.
I don't want to look at lies on a screen,
Feel bad about myself...make me feel ashamed.
This has been your motto,
This is your mantra.
Please, get out of my face...
"Sayonara!
