life plays these funny games
of twisted faces , and shifted frames
piecing them together is the sharpest of tasks
and if u refuse you will rot in a cask

What bothers me? everything

down to the bottom of the sea

From the echo into darkness

that face is all im left with

sitting alone is an expirience

that one must for go alone

what bothers me? its one sad show

i could have told you but you should know

hmm and just as quick as it started , it ends

i lose again

more importantly i get played again

fuck her , she took away my happyness

and nothing can fill that right now

of well , im going to lose weight

get sexy

thatll show her

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the cold somber realities knaw at my brain

where is the hope anymore

it is in the expression that is shown on her face?

like weeping willows stretching for that small undefined ray of sunlight

and such is life

the abismal stomach of foreshadowing

where is the light?

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