Sarah ([info]ididthatonce) wrote,
@ 2009-03-17 23:06:00
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Current mood: rejected
Current music:The Beatles - "Help"
Entry tags:creative writing, poetry

Yo-Yo
Push me away, and just when
I'm ready to let go-
pull me back again.
Spinning violently until the cord
nearly snaps.

I'm your yo-yo, am I?
Beware the string
ready to break.

Always your plaything and nothing more
I'll pretend you're nothing to me.

You don't even know
why you're playing.

Fuck you,
and your idea of romance.

I'm breaking free.
Free from your puppy dog eyes
Free from your pouty lips
Free from your toothy smiles
from your high-pitched laugh
from your husky Hellos
from your hip-bones.

But I'll keep dragging my battered
body back
til there's nothing left for you to throw.




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