You think I am wasted. He thinks I’m wasted. She thinks I’m wasted.
Even my cheap 2 bucks worthy cigarettes think I’m wasted.
Well, I am not wasted.
Because I know the truth you have been hiding from.
I manicure the claws of the darkness.
I repeal the lies of life you live within to find happiness.
Come, face your skeleton-old disease.
Cry, ‘cause there’s no mercy; twisted tales of humans remain.
Smile, ‘cause I give you the chance to enjoy the last show.
Fear, ‘cause I know something you don’t know. You will NEVER know.
9 comments:
nicely written... utterly bleak though...
haha :P
thanx =]
mm...i am clueless. I felt like the last line was written for me: 'You will never know' :D :p
lol...may b :P
very well written. but dark and bleak.
*turns off light and starts playing whatever sad songs he knows*
:(
eek...thanks and sorry O_o
haha. i like dark and bleak stuff in general.
sad is so much more expressive than happy, won't you agree?
-_-
that's ok.
i like sad stuff.
sad is so much more expressive than happy, won't you agree?
yeah...that's right =]
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