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Maybe one day you will see that I am like a blue rose. Unique and beautiful. Maybe then I'll see myself that way.
Innocence rarely exists in society.
Inanimate object namers stick together.
Love is my anti-drug so won't you keep me on the path to being drug free?
If I should never reveal sorrorow, may my mirror remain unbroken.
Candle flickering in my hand ignite truth.
Dying flames melting wax, denials burn.
Blades sleeping forever more on the shelf
Not made of metal nor silver in color.
Green full of life sitting in the bug collection.
Words evaporate on my tongue. I scream but it goes unnoticed. The screaming is in my mind.
The darkness suffocates me.
It haunts my dreams and
destroys my waking hours.
Heaven gathers fallen angels,
whose knees are scratched
From unanswered prayers
they have been living.
Never knowing what it meant
To live on the other side of the gates.