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Aug 2011
But when I came around the corner
Seeing the broken glass eyed beauty
Though I never did catch her name
I made it around that corner
To a place
Where my mind no longer made sense
I had changed yet was never even able
To say goodbye
To my former self
Even to me
Even to everyone
Even to the state
Even to the word
Even to the page
Even to everything sense
Was just back to a five letter word
Hastiness was the only way
To escape
From this living hellish moment
Where smiles are so false that when the pearly whites are shown
With utmost sincerity
I begin to cry
Because the other either knows
Or they don't
They have felt the cool burnt touch of death
Of the black out
Of the confusing moment when one realizes
There is no going back
As the river ripples it has accepted that its fate
Is already sealed
Not like us humans though
The road is rocky, it might cut my face
As the bratty boy once sang
But how have we lived for so long that the race
Is still churning the same butter
Firing the same weapons
Cooking the same recipe for disaster
Cheap corners with cheaper fares
All with the heavy eyes
Of mourners
Lined with hair that isn't even theirs
Where the voice here is not the one I know how to bear
How to release
When to relieve
Touching insanity for
Simple
Temporary
Relief
Written by
Mitchell
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