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Aug 2010
A too fake smile across my face,
doesn't quite reach my long-dead eyes,
Quiet silence defines my misery,
I'm fine, just take a look at me.

the grass actually isnt greener on the other side.
sometimes youre just dreaming a different reality way down inside.
youll climb over the fence just to realize.
the grass is just as dead as the smile that doesnt touch your eyes.

Honestly, what's wrong with me?
Is it really that hard to see?
They notice I'm broken, ******* up, deceived.
But don't come near me, don't "Oh dear" me, don't come near me please.
Because while I hold this gun up here,
I really don't want you near.

but darling dont you love me?
dont you care to hear my plea?
please dont pull the trigger dear.
let me hold you near.

You saw yourself!
My flightless eyes, my inner hell,
So what should it matter to you, if all else is well,
So kiss my eyes, say goodbye
Enfold not in yourself.

BUT DON'T YOU SEE? I DON'T WANT YOU TO LEAVE!
without you i cannot be.
Come down from there
let that rope hang only air.
And with the slightest squeeze of a trigger,
SLAM
There's no one there.
Math class bored me.
Kali
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Kali  Austin, Texas
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