{"id":44,"date":"2006-04-16T10:47:00","date_gmt":"2006-04-16T18:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/?p=44"},"modified":"2006-04-16T10:47:00","modified_gmt":"2006-04-16T18:47:00","slug":"i-never-could-explain-our-bittersweet-pain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/?p=44","title":{"rendered":"I Never Could Explain Our Bittersweet Pain"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"\"<\/a>I caused your sadness\n<\/div>\n
You unmasked my pain<\/span>
\nI grasped the fabric of your lies<\/span>
\nUnleashing the diaster of the day<\/span><\/p>\n

You drifted towards the door<\/span>
\nI gained the strength<\/span>
\nLying beneath you was a point well missed<\/span>
\nYou sought the handle<\/span>
\nAs I gripped your wrist<\/span><\/p>\n

Moaning the tightness<\/span>
\nI will never let you go<\/span>
\nBecause with you i’m a different soul<\/span>
\nReleasing demons too hard to control<\/span><\/p>\n

Sugar code this bliss<\/span>
\nBecause without you there’d be no this<\/span>
\nSmile and listen to the heartbeat<\/span>
\nDying down in your grasp destorying ourselves<\/span><\/p>\n

-Your Battlefield-<\/span><\/p>\n

i’m back to my old self, yup your battlefield invites you to see what changed her and made her herself…… the beach. yes i finally went to the beach, i relieved my woes and troubles of this and that and finally am energized yup i am full of energy can even be useful as a battery :p….anywho me and my lil sis played in the sand……she’s four and i’m seventeen guess who had more fun….me! it’s so hard to build a sand castle i tell you seriously, it took me frequent tries to perfect something but i destroyed by a mistake……..then i decided to create something in the sand will post the picture below and you tell me what you think…..the bummer in the day was the beach wasn’t secluded and it was crowded somewhat but oh welll…..i did enjoy myself…the day begin in a state of hell, a cute little birdie was chirping out on my window sill and i was like ohhh such a beautiful creature deciding to pet the window gently seeking its attention and what does it do it pecks my window….this is eposide one of me and birdie and next time i shall not fall for the innocence i saw in him\/her…..so the living daylights of me was scared by somethin or someone later on :p and then was cranky cuz i didnt go to the beach then all of a sudden “get dressed…..we’re going to the beach”…so i’m happy smiling my face off and everything is well….though on the way there i realize how people get dressed way too much for such a simple place to go….whether going to the mall or beach…come on people tone it done never mind me.. and the car chasing and showing off ppl get a life :#..so the whole while my lil sis is singing nancy agrams song so precious and cute she is singing and grinning devilishy…naughty little girl she is……so we are coming home……getting dinner etc and my day was a little bit sad i saw a dead cat my goodness people are reckless drivers…..poor kitty….i am no cat lover or dog lover but i have a heart and it was so sad and angered me how this little creature was driven over by some stupid person careless to the street……oh well…..everything is okay from then on and i am blabbing too much my gooodness seriously YOUR BATTLEFIELD IS BACK TO HER ANNOYING TALKATIVE SELF….only in typing though not real life i think so…..well i wish you all a joyous night and smile cause someone out there loves you ;p….nite me go read then sleep……c ya :p<\/span>\"\"<\/a>
\nso how you like me poetry good or bad……feedback :p <\/span>purgatory<\/a> not you since you never read… ohh but i dedicate my creation to you….. <\/span><\/p>\n
\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I caused your sadness You unmasked my pain I grasped the fabric of your lies Unleashing the diaster of the day You drifted towards the door I gained the strength Lying beneath you was a point well missed You sought the handle As I gripped your wrist Moaning the tightness I will never let you […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=44"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=44"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=44"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.puremassacre.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=44"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}