Ah the stillness.
I start to feel it.
The strain it causes my joints
hurts the same
with the friction of motion.

Ah the strings.
They start to feel it.
The tension from the stillness
will force them
to break
like when it controls my limbs.



The strings eventually snap.

My arms turn limp.
My legs turn limp.
My neck turns limp.



The joints then soon cracked.


My arms fall off.
My legs fall off.

My head falls off.

Natsuki baked some cupcakes.
She left them all on the tray.
A blink of an eye,
Sayori dropped by
and took the whole tray away.

...
,
...
!?

...!
:
;
...?

&
...?
...
.

A disjointed mind can write
Disjointed poems at best.
I now write again because
Because finally my feelings
Are at unrest

I'm back once again
To being lured
Being lured to linger
Linger upon failed affection
What wrong had occured

A foolish habit
Since my spark of the first
A nuance in motion
Motion unconscious
Knee-**** reaction of the worst

If it weren't for that
Both feelings hurt quite badly
Quickly it will mend
Mend that it won't spiral
Into subtle agony. But sadly


Not.

I will not turn back,
for the past I had is full of regrets.

I will not turn back,
for the path I now take is of my choice.

I still will not turn back,
for the future holds the reward I deserve.

Roses are red
Marijuana is dank
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Thancc.

Thicc thighs are a ******* curse.
Makes every bed a ******* hearse.
Thicc thighs are a ******* bane.
Every mile walk's a ******* pain.

Thicc thighs aren't so ******* well.
Sitting properly; ******* hell.
So unbestowed, be ******* blessed;
thine com-*******-fortably rest.