Radical Chic

Radical Chic

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Submitted: December 28, 2016

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It all started out koo, just like it usually do. Then it all hit the pitfall, like our Dearly Departed do too. 2 commonly different testaments, giving uncommonly the same testimony. I guess it's all Gucc, just as long as the Eulogy's true. Its so beautifully, so brutally, mutually unsuitable for us both, how our Love was so close before it overdosed and died.. Pause.. (The cause was our selfish actions and bad habits that we both knew we couldn't hide). Truthfully , inexcusably, allowingly allowing our lunacy to collide with translucency, that we both chose to no longer keep hidden or hold inside. 1 love and 2 hearts left in fractions, because we lacked balance due to trust being continuously absent. Even tho, we know, we both lied, we couldn't seem to find a way to keep hope alive. We boast that we both tried, but we both know weren't willing to just sweep the dirt off to the side. You see, every single story has 2 sides and when we start believing our own lies, we unknowingly decide to commit, relationship suicide. Its the bird's and the bee's of Life, you got yours and I got mines, but all our memories and good times between you and I, I'll always keep in mind. That does not block or outshine everything we both seen or heard through the grapevine. Cleverly destroying the meaning of the deuce sign and sinking on this love boat cruise line. You want to act pure, act like I don't see clear, and act like I'm blind, but you know I see fine. I hate how you can be so ugly and yet be so damn fine. Wen you use to say you loved me, I never believed it, because your actions would always speak otherwise. It's crazy how you can be Romeo's poison and Juliet's cure at the same time. Honestly it's cutthroat, how you go from being an absolute demonic lunatic to the precious Divine. It took me some time to realize, that only real eyes, can see real lies, and the only time I closed mine was when when you and I kissed. I must admit that your lips made everything else cease to exist. The only time I ever chose sides, was when you decided to show me you were no longer on mine. Our distaste for one another grew stronger, but you still remained on my mind, like clothes on a clothesline,left just hanging and drying. You were only suppose to be mine, even tho I got 3 life lines, I always chose to call you every time. I tried to thaw out your cold heart but it eventually froze mine. From the start you were so bold, saying I got all these hoe's, but no those aint mine. I still never chose up, even when it seemed like you were ready to hoe up. I hate how you made me go crazy and go nuts, had my head spinning like I was in the stolo swanging donuts. Our fate made me ill, like a took a bad pill, and I still feel like I can throw up. I remember our 1st date, I drank all the Henny, but so what?! You know what?! I knew with you I wouldn't be able to just fuck and cut. You got me so stuck in those guts, tight like it just been nip-tucked and sown up. All I ask is that we just get pass our childish ways and past, quit all the child's play, and start to act like some grownups.. -ajg


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