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       "Because if I wasn't random, I'd die a slow, boring death." |
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NotebookWrinkled cover, scratchy fringesNotebook by ~RaynBou
Worn out backing, crumpled pages
Loosened notes and ripped up drawings
Faded color, senseless scrawling.
Lovely songs with twisted meaning
Abandon notes for luck of cheating
Perfect lines like cold cell bars
Keep the words held where they are.
Paper thin and razor edged
Perfect weapon, word "alleged"
Evading pain, weave a lie
Words a tool for those most sly.
Blunt-force trauma, choose a secret
Like a brick to those who keep it
Or slit throats, slow and easy
Words of romance, flawless victory.
InstitutionalizedShe stands before the glassInstitutionalized by ~RaynBou
Shifty
waiting for the lies.
But they never come.
Because the darkened walls
have soaked them up
like sunshine
on a Sunday afternoon,
and he'll never understand
that this was all a test
The parallel parking section
that no one truly passes,
simply sliding by with a D+
But sobriety will be the culprit
for being too damn hard
for some to take with a grain of salt
Or several
As she likes to live.
Skeptical.
A warm, charming smile
settles in the curves of her skin
resting
waiting for the lies.
"Because if I wasn't random, I'd die a slow, boring death." |
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