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Entertainment -Chapter 2-
You’re marvelous to the exterior of your brain and body and how it works like no other I wish I had you in my arms…but, I won’t do you no harm to you any longer.. Any longer… Any longer… In my reflection, I’ve come close to affection If you were a cashew…white as cheeses I would be happily in your mouth, saliva hanging from it from side to side… I hear your echoes of your gross sneezes I forget every second I live…who gives…you aren’t my alibi of a bride… I don’t make sense You think I’m dense I’m just your everyday entertainment I’m your remnant of arrogant resentment I’m a hopeless romantic to be frank… I saw you in the lake in which you frank I’m your sink in the middle of the night, Dripping with quite an aquatic sight I’m a brutal shame… A whore that’s not tame… I’m sorry I came undone for the love I haven’t won… What have I done? DONE? Where’s the sun? You weren’t my honey bun… It takes a lot of anger to shun… The living daylights out of you… To shun… The deadened nightlights so blue… So true… I’m your sticky glue… Strapped up in rue… Can’t let go of you I wish I was you too But, I’m the me that I didn’t intend to be So, I’m walking away I’m walking away I don’t have much to say I’m a frolicking firefighter… Left in the backburner… But, I am wise… I won’t be led to a demise… In anyone else's eyes… You blew me away by your sway… You blew me away this Saturday… I love you…yet, I hate to admit I have a loss of a wretched wit… Dying to reveal itself in the light… God, I’m your delightful knight Do you remember me? I hope you do, you see? I’ve become undone… Waiting for the sun… I’m still very happy But, I will let it be Let’s have some glee I just wanted to be free Without your victimizing captivity Cool it off I have had enough… I am working hard Together in unison? I’m just this peculiar bard… I’m madly in this brainwashing ritual of your lust Heartless as it sounds, My heart constantly pounds But not for you Not for your entertainment Not for you… For your pleasure measurement It’s typical of me to wait around It’s ridiculing that I hate the most I was lost, hoping I would be found I am humble, so I won’t boast Make a toast to a joyous life I’m living I’m not one for being a negative misgiving I’m an odd fellow…feeling yellow and mellow… I’m a piano and a cello, haunting like my last hello Goodbye to me tonight… I will sleep from my flight I’m hoping and praying that this night I will see You in a brighter light… With all of my remaining might… Because I’m done just saying I want to change I want to change for You…you count our wins… Not him and not her…I just feel too strange.. Christ, who forgives our sins, will throw our abominations into a billion bins Disturbed… Alarmed… Without my sanity… Benevolent… It’s unheard of… Like a lark of clarity But, I have recovered After the aftershocks of your entertainment devices My vision is blurred I am willing to hear an atrocious amount of your advices
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