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Mar 2016
I start to howl when moonlight shimmers
sharing my dinner with other myopic sinners
Like the street lights, I'm turned on at night
during the day, I merely sleep with my eyes open wide.
Time rattles by like a late train
leaving me in somber ash rain
I'd run away if all signs weren't pointing at you
my brain paints your face in the most beautiful blue.
You never answered any of my questions
I figured it all out, except for one last bastion
'cause one thing still leaves me reeling
Are you really happy in your palace of reason?

When you first saw his chiselled jaw and dark-haired beauty
You told me: “He looks just like the guy from that one old movie!”
You said he was only a friend, but those were bad lies
he had long stolen your heart in a perfect heist.
Now he's conquered you
explored you and he won't ever share you
His black hair and your black heart
when two come together, one falls apart.
It's not how you feel, it's just how you act
and taking him into bed makes you stop being sad
In crystalline sheets and colourful covers
I wonder if love can only exist between lovers.

In class I stare out the window
or look at the girl next to you
thinking “Why can't it be her?
She's pretty, she's fun, she loves sports"
But when you ask me if you look pretty tonight
I'm just lost for words.
You're the most beautiful demon I ever had to battle
When you tell me I'm cute
that's the *** talking to the kettle.
Written by
Johnny Q
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   Mydriasis Aletheia and ---
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