Damned
this life we live is a cold one & the bearing on my shoulders weighs a ton ---- i
only thought i'd won.
how could mistakes have breached the mistaken? she's fakin! they're all fakin!
please, indulgence,
don't be goin & takin my sanity away. i always tried to say what i felt, how i was
doing (considering the life which
i was dealt), but the words get clogged & i drown in the unsaid. The Unsaid- the
all that wasn't read, because the
monster (as always) is asking to be fed. [i wish i were dead] speaking as though
the phone was beeping, time
ticking & snatching the feeling from me(ohmy ohmy)darling, i didn't mean this for
you, i meant this for all
; meant for the effect of a unanymous fall.
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