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A single sentence,
Like whispered promises.
Like Alice in wonderland,
My roses were painted red,
Never twice, but once again
And were twirling, turning now,
Running through this silky twilight,
As we reach the depths of the edge.
Waves are sinking,
Beneath the red blood sky,
Watching in wonder at the way we dance.
Darkness is choking,
The smoke stifles just tonight,
And I feel I feel like I cannot breathe.
From the midnight caress,
Just the feeling I get from your eyes,
You will never know the truth, its all mental.
Ive gone far too far,
For this to ever be done again,
I pause and wait for the next to begin again.
TragicIm sitting here in the dark,
Being beaten down,
By all the pain from all the world,
What people put me through,
The agony tears my heart deeply,
And I swear
All I can hear is the sound of your voice,
Calling to me, and telling me,
Something, many things,
And its rushing around me all at once,
The only thing holding me together.
All I ever wanted was a way,
To express myself,
And all that I am,
That which is being taken from me,
With every breath I take,
In every tragic day that I live.
Life is nothing, if not a tragedy,
A show I put on for your mere amusement,
And Im tired of always being the one,
To take the broken pieces,
And glue them together once more.
You Don't CareHow can you stand to do this to me?
Hollow lives are meant never to see,
What you've done to me makes you a murderer,
I know your secret, how you think about her,
My own secrets I've scratched into my own arm,
I don't deserve you, I'm only causing you harm,
Truer words than these have never been spoken,
Your heart is not the only one that is now broken,
I still hide behind my mask of uncertainty,
You will never know how much you mean to me,
There is much you close your eyes to, you don't care,
No one thinks about how i feel, it's not fair,
Who cares what is fair to me? You still don't,
Everyone wants me to be the one to give in, but I won't,
Gladly I would say goodbye and calmly give you back,
It would be so hard to go on knowing it's you that i lack,
There is so much about me you don't care to know,
Obsessed with her, I think it's time I let you go.
FreeformTake me, help me, save me,
Caress me, love me, know me,
And Ill do the same for you,
I just want someone,
Seeking something to hold onto,
As everything is torn away from me.
Everything has rhythm.
In a world never meant to be free,
I swim through this liquid haze,
Such a crazy way to sleep,
I feel like my life is upside-down,
Everything in a rhythm,
Pulsing to the same old beat.
Seeing the unseen.
My head is spinning, stars are dancing,
There is no safe haven to be found,
If youre lucky you will be spared,
And if not someday Ill have you,
But right now, I just want you to save me,
From myself and all this pain.
Even this freeform can dance.
Swaying in sync with everything I know,
I give in to the sudden rush of feeling,
It feels great to let go in this way,
Everything is just so much freeform,
Slippery sliding all over the walls,
As were clawing our way out of darkness.
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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