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[_egotisticalboy]

four in the morning
and the sirens are ringing
but nobody's home
she's sorry
i know
four AM
and she's staring at the clock
mirrored on her bedroom wall
could she help you if she tried
and if so
would she want to
does she care
do you need this
is she there
are you waiting
for her knives
because she's been waiting
her whole life
it's four AM
and the soda machine is ticking
and her face
is pale
and her eyes
are bloodshot
could she be
any more obvious
could she be
any more of a vampire
are you sick yet
why are you looking at her?
she's a waste
of skin
and bones
and organs
and tones
her music
is silent
talk to her
( don't bother )
she's wasted
and praying
that tomorrow
will be better
she's screaming
in her head
what could i have done
to fix
the fucking dead
what could i
how could she
why are we even asking
the waste
is gone
it's garbage day
never let your children
draw pictures
of you again
the trash
is empty
and so
are
their
crayon boxes.

tomorrow is the ONE DAY IN HISTORY i will let christine go fashionista on my outfit.
because, i like it.
♥ i think we're cool now. i figured out what i'm giving her for her birthday
in ummm
june.
i'm so gay, ahahaa.