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spoken word - pretend to care
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Peak #274
Peak in subgenre #144
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November 16, 2007
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I can't look into his eyes anymore the act of lovemaking has lost all joy starting to see through his ploys and tactics why'd I have to fall for this boy? I was clean and untainted, had waited for the right moment the perfect scenario to initiate this displayed itself a little less than a year ago I'm not a hoe, I'm not.. but my bank of emotion is full, with feelings to blow I let myself go in his embrace, pretty much lost control I felt safe, and he cared.. at least he told me so I may be gullible, but stupid, no, never that and for a while, his words made up for the love that his expressions lack let's take it back a minute, at first he was my quixotic knight in bright and shiny armor he'd serenade me for hours underneath my tower cell with promises to sweep me from this keep and see me to a more peaceful state of mind and I was inclined to let him, as beautiful as he was it made it easy to forget them bad memories mom's marriage had been buildin up I told him everything, and he'd pretend to listen quipping up with a face aghast or a convincing laugh as I broke down my life's description I'd speak of how my stepfather would beat me, or indescritely peep at me as I'd bathe and how my mother would just pretend it wasn't happening even when he'd strike her I explained that I understood she was too scared to even be afraid I broached the topic of getting away, and saw his face light up, anticipating the escape he said he had some money saved, and that we could make our break here in the next couple of days and foolishly I agree'd, having known him but mere weeks packed my bags, prepared to leave, actually smiled at dad as I told him to keep my supper on the heat I'll be back in a couple hours turned into months on the street running with my little coward, trying to find a place to sleep we began to make our way, but where the money came from he'd never say he'd just leave the hotel room in the morning, and come back with pay at the end of the day I can't play that I was ignorant, I understood from whence it came when something starting changin him, either the money or cocaine he was knee deep inside a game best played from the sidelines and when he became stressed, he'd express it on my flesh during sex and I'd just accept because the rest of my life had taught me tears dry fine so I could deal with it, right? I owed it to him, I felt he was risking his life for me, I was just glad I could help so welts swelled upon my body periodically, so what? I always had a warm place to sleep and food in my gut and it went like this for month's, his beautiful face gaunter by the day then the beatings became more brutal, and made their way out of the bedroom where they used to stay so with a bruised face I'd wait for him, terror mixed with joy like oil and water god.. when he apologized he look so like my stepfather I watched him turn from a boy to man, then back to boy again sheepishly listening to him unravel stories of how we can pay this months rent get rich quick schemes turned into going broke less slow that's when he turned to me, and said it's time I played my part in this show I'm not a hoe, I'm not.. but sometimes your stuck in a spot with only two options, a hard place or a rock and plus, he promised that he loved me and plus, I could pretend he cared no stranger to doing something for reasons that aren't really there I convinced myself of nothing I understood the frank and honest truth but when the choice tank is gettin empty it's amazing some of the things that you'll do I've been trickin' for three months, Tim needless to say I'm sick of the sack I'm different now, less human and I don't feel the old me comin' back I'm Tired, Tim.. I've gotta go, it was beautiful what we had but my soul is sick now, is it terrible that makes me laugh? tell all our old friends to keep livin' they're doin well.. and tell dad that I forgive him and that I'
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