literature

where there's smoke

Deviation Actions

Published: May 22, 2009

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Literature Text

^{there's definitely a you
and there's certainly a me
but there will never be an us,
no matter how many dandelions i obliterate
or how many shooting stars you knock from the sky,
we were not, nor will we ever be, meant for each other.

[the alphabet didn't put u and i together for a reason.]

we're like cigarettes and gasoline;
we're fine on our own
but we should never, ever touch
because the blast would scorch everyone,
including the starter and accellerant.

[especially the starter and accelerant.]

your arm always just stopped short of my wrist,
so you always had to bend to hold hands
and even though i walk on my toes like your little ballerina
i could never quite get our fingers to intertwine carelessly.
but my lips were made for yours wasn't fate;
it was a careless factory worker hurrying with his snowflakes
because no lips are ever alike, not even for another's.

[your mistake was thinking fate had anything to do with you and i.]

if we were romeo and juliet,
i would still have ended up with paris
because i wasn't really juliet, i was just julie,
with the t hidden somewhere in that church you said was our destiny,
but was really just my final resting place
there's some ming for you
since you believe so much in fate.

[you know, ming means destiny, but it also means death.]

so don't, don't, beg me to be your cigarette,
your addiction, your arsonist.
because i can't, can't, get burned again
i won't ignite $4.59 a gallon like it's going out of style
just because you beg me with your eyes
please, please, just a spark, one little ember
because i'm not setting the world ablaze just for you.

[do it yourself if you're so desperate.]}

^{if you need me so much, why do you keep putting me out like a dying star?

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full title: where there's smoke, there's fire.

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lolspammingyourinboxesagain.
yeah, i really do walk on my toes :]
it's called walking digigrade, and i've been doing it ever since i could walk.
it's a sub-concious thing.
nope, my name isn't julie XF
though one time i told a creepy old stranger it was.
ahwellalittlewhitelieneverhurtanyone.

no idea what to say about this.
i guess a little bit of this was inspired by a famous pick-up line...
"if i could rearrange the alphabet, i'd put u and i together."
never works, does it?

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just watching Myth Busters, and the moustached one says, "they say where there's smoke, there's fire.
intriguing XD
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poem (c) ~L-forever}