~StranglyConfused
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Glass AirYou breathe glass I hold my air inGlass Air
Hoping not to catch what you've got I cried and held someone else You never acted
You smell of sulfur And I smell of flowers You break me so bad How else could you destroy me? I found nothing else You finally played your part
The real meaning of alone plays out
Like a chewed up tape
The air is hot around me I'm burning cold Finally....everything is as messed up as I claimed it to be.
by ~StranglyConfused
And So I RealizedI've shot myself in the face.And So I Realized
Bleeding, squirming on the floor
Gore and blood surround me
I am pleased
Wherever I now walk, butterflys are born of my footsteps
Beautiful black and red ones
Showing the most basic of my character
I step over a dead snake skin and the snake is reborn
I walk over the trash on the side of the road, transformed into poison ivy
Grinning, sharp toothed, you don't know me.
You must know something, because you act like it
What have you found without me?
by ~StranglyConfused
May The FirstIt is May. May the first.May The First
I am sitting in my room. I am not smiling. I am not crying. I want to cry. I want to smile. I hold on to a ten dollar bill, almost as tight as I held your hand. This ten dollar bill represents what I want. What I probably can't have.
My pants are torn, my shirt is stained with sweat. I smell like sweat and dirt.
Even when I am clean, and my clothes are clean, there is no beauty in this. The days are going away.
I'm going to vomit up my life.
It will fall on the floor, and splatter on everyone else's shoes so they can judge.
I have no hope. My hands are
by ~StranglyConfused
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We are the seekers of the spirit.
Always searching, nowhere finding
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Some sort of bad ass, I guess.
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We are the seekers of the spirit.
Always searching, nowhere finding
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Some sort of bad ass, I guess.
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Some sort of bad ass, I guess.
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