(Orignally written on October 1st, 2003)
PROM QUEEN TRAGEDY
All of us, torn apart by the very same thing that brought us together.
Ribbons cut like a grand opening, the opening of our hearts to the blackest, coldest desires.
Trained like dogs to tear ourselves apart, savouring every moment.
POSTPONING THE INEVITABLE
I can feel the cold residing in my heart.....
I'll just put it off for another day.......
It's just so damn tiring, we're all expiring.
Better sooner than later.
Prematurely, I'll end this purely, for all who have known me.
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