Friday, September 7, 2007

not a couple by the beach anymore,



they're fighting and screaming and

she's left alone



not passion like a rose,



they're crying and shouting and

he's lost all hope


pain like the devil's claws
scratching through the heart

too sudden and fast
like the lightning that struck them dead

screams like the rebel's blade
piercing through what was meant to be innocent




they just have to

let go.












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A dream




she lost her temper again. Fragments of glass pieces were shattering in all directions, slicing the air around. Then she hurt her. She lay on the floor, writhing in pain.

she didn't want to look.

she took off. and he followed. he offered her money. and they left.

her friends all told her to come back. she was filled with guilt, remorse. but he would always make it feel better. he was her anti-drug. he was always there for her.


then at the train station, she met her other friend, who merely smiled at her. and she burst into tears again. he tried to comfort her, and offered her money again.


then she woke up.



literally.


from a dream.







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let's go to disneyland. I want to relive a fantasy, even if it doesn't exist.

My last sunset.