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Dec 2006

tomorrow. today. what's the difference
i no longer need them, their faces
we no longer need you, your beauty
desguise yourself a true colour
desguise this youth a folly
die in shame. undeserving.
die in mockery. unpleasing.

157633 | lonedevil | 13:41 | 0 comments

eyes

a loss so hungry umongst her soul
pieces poured into her unknowingly
she only wanted a friend to touch
to speak in tounges of laughter
she. wanted nothing but a hand that held
he. wanted nothing but eyes that bled
the pieces folded so. yes a master board game set for her
for the world. for the stars umongst their time
a master board game. he played her so easily
everytime. everytime.
-she didnt care. she smiled and nodded his way
now its a smoke and a tear that sets them apart.
-he doesnt care. she bleeding for each day.
not for the hand that held.
but for the eyes that set them apart.
a tune set too higly different
unwanted. bruised to corruption
whats the point? but eyes
whats the point? but the bleeding

157629 | lonedevil | 9:05 | 0 comments