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Dancing Skeletons In the Closet

I dance in and out of your peripheral vision I'm not really sure you see me at all you see the empty spaces I take up I want to be more than what I merely represent to you to everyone I wish to be the fragile doll porcelain eyes a non existent heart A broken girl A china chipped soul A center as black as coal I need more than I could possibly get the empty void a silent voice and the glittering blackness all around Trembling hands, coffee and cigarettes to drown the pain to ignite my feeble mind getting colder still bones are aching tired eyes sunken hollow lies I'm fine I'm fine Escape to fantasy life running away from the harsh reality of real life Playing Alice in wonderland games falling down the rabbit hole easy to go down never to return to the infinite sun Heart beating slow I can't stay too afraid to go a cowards call to the silver tinted knife The girl I merely represented has died

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 2/27/2013 11:11:00 PM
Very nice you paint the picture perfectly.
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Date: 2/27/2013 2:02:00 PM
I enjoyed your verse this afternoon. Light & Love
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Date: 2/27/2013 1:32:00 PM
mmmm...dark...I like it. Are you new here? Welcome to the soup...Caleb
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