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Dec. 27th, 2003

Pigeon toed awkwardness
I stand before you in awkwardness, bearing to you all that I have. You quickly glance at me and disreguard all that I am. You pass me by giving me a strange look and that’s the last I see of you in this moment. I wish I could show you all that I am, what you see is not perfect, it never will be. But I know that what you see is not all that I am. Although I show you all the gifts that I can give you in the beginning, towards the end you will still expect more. I am not more. This is what I am. I am a house, you get what you see, there are no hidden rooms, no hollow walls with gold and diamonds inside them. If you want to add an extra room, it will take your labor. I am a soiled tissue, I’m experienced, used, to most, no longer worth anything.. But I know what I’m doing and what my purpose is. I am an empty bottle of your favorite cologne . I was enjoyed and it takes an expert to keep enjoying everything I still am. I am the core of an apple. I grew the suppleness and worked the hardest, only to be taken for granted and thrown out. I am your comfortable shoes that you went on your first date in, tracked through the mud in, now sitting at the dump never to be enjoyed the same again. But this is who I am and who I always will be.

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Dec. 27th, 2003 05:21 pm (UTC)
that was a great entry! *hugs* hope you had a happy holiday!
(Anonymous)
Dec. 31st, 2003 12:19 am (UTC)
I am a soiled tissue
Soiled tissue. Hm. Ew. Yup. Definately ew. But oh well. Good metaphors though, I like them all except perhaps the house one... it just seems...so...so... like you tried to hard to make it. But as you went on they got better. Got in the flow of things did you? But I like it.
-Jackie
I am a house
I am a soiled tissue
*I am an empty bottle of youre favorite cologne*
I am the core of an apple
I am your comfortable shoes that you went on your first date in, tracked through the mud in, now sitting at the dump never to be enjoyed the same again
But this is who I am and who I always will be.
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