Back by popular demand… My head, my heart, my soul.

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Can you see what I’ve become

No it was not supposed to be this way

A lunatic in hiding, snaking out

Evil like a fur wearing bastard

Shes  eating sucked up life

I longed to show the gratitude

In return I wrapped a putrid box

More tainted tear filled lies

It never mattered how you felt

This weary run on sentence 

Simply begging to run dry

I never saw it coming, I sigh

There’s a glimpse of light there

Just beyond a door, your door

Send sound waves through my soul

Perhaps a thank you I could muster

Why stagger on the lies

Why stagger in this mess

I can’t see it’s blinding me

Glimpse of yesterday’s fake gems

Plastic clip on earrings 

A laugh to break the windows

Your face always guided me 

It was not intentional,this flight

No I was not to be this way

I absorb the blood I spurt

In return I tend to project the hurt

I try to keep things light, airy

Baked goods and apple pies

There bleeding on my sleeve

I dare not bring a tangy tear

To the ones I eat them with

I slither back when it is over

Only to begin the scare again

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