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A Lackadaisy Stealing Fictional reasons to ignore the blooming summer A Lackadaisy Stealing Hazy shades of you become shreds of consuming hunger You've written me a note Though you're flattered at most In memorandums, words seem to choke I want to die, I want to cry with my eyes shut The process is just a big spin of a wheel with no control Once a kiss becomes a piffle Once a **** becomes so little Your hair will turn into clearest blue when under water You'll alter, you'll alter You can be my finishing touch, come hell or high water Overwhelmed with pride no matter where you go You'll be choking highways with your soul sold Smiles etched so deeply on your face of gold Homegrown, hiding the truth in rotten smoke Advanced apathy has shrunken and rode to a new road Drag yourself for hours to a whole different hope My only path is an everlasting rope All of the machine hearts kicked to me To make my steel skin show its attached bones Pick up your pen and scribble down a suicide note Pick up your soul and forgive me for the tone Where I'm going to, you can't ever bemoan Conversations we had before are gone and can't be condoned
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 11:58 AM UTC
Anastasia Lackadaisy
A Lackadaisy Stealing Fictional reasons to ignore the blooming summer A Lackadaisy Stealing Hazy shades of you become shreds of consuming hunger You've written me a note Though you're flattered at most In memorandums, words seem to choke I want to die, I want to cry with my eyes shut The process is just a big spin of a wheel with no control Once a kiss becomes a piffle Once a **** becomes so little Your hair will turn into clearest blue when under water You'll alter, you'll alter You can be my finishing touch, come hell or high water Overwhelmed with pride no matter where you go You'll be choking highways with your soul sold Smiles etched so deeply on your face of gold Homegrown, hiding the truth in rotten smoke Advanced apathy has shrunken and rode to a new road Drag yourself for hours to a whole different hope My only path is an everlasting rope All of the machine hearts kicked to me To make my steel skin show its attached bones Pick up your pen and scribble down a suicide note Pick up your soul and forgive me for the tone Where I'm going to, you can't ever bemoan Conversations we had before are gone and can't be condoned
#rejection#note
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 11:58 AM UTC
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