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Suicide Note Of A Neglected Mime
The wait is finally over
here's your concrete goodbye
my shades are drawn like sheets
stained with pure romance
cherished like a straight A
why keep untying, the final is approaching
can you feel it under your flesh?
razors dance to the sound of misfortune
spin me into this sapphire holocuast
i'm so afraid of the sound of your voice
I could splinter into a disgusting insect in your underwear drawer, just to catch your eyes on something horrible
my only regret is that I didn't spit in your eye
violently exploding into an army of blind dragonfly's
made of years of clay and bitter silence
this is almost over, just open those pretty blue eyes
you can't hear next summer
when winter fuzzes out the icy sunshine
just sleep now, just goodbye
