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Toast Ghost Mar 29
Look.
Can you see it?         The blood.
                                 The blood.
                                 The blood.
                                         dripping                through
                                 ­      the                                  white
                              halls
                                                   drip
                                                   drip
                                                   drip
                                                   drip
                                                  DRIP
                                                   drip
                                                  DRIP
                                                     D
                                                     R
                                                     I
                                                     P
                                                     .
I'm running through the bleeding ****** blood.
      running
      running
      running                          
                                           Can I leave?
                                   I don't want to get in the way.
                                                                     the way of you.
                                    living your lifetime                                        
               you don't need me.
               you don't need me to keep living your lifetime.
                                                    so
                                                   just
                                                   leave
                                                   me
                                                                               alone.
                                          And live your lifetime.
                                   I'm at the end of my **** lifeline.









                                               Yeah.
If all the good girls go to ****,
...
I'm the sweetest of them all.
...
Because I'm already there
A poem every day.
Toast Ghost Mar 26
I'm done.
I'm done with lying friends, I'm tired of making amends.
I'm done with every wrong choice, I choose just to have some kind of voice.
I'm done with due dates and roommates and "too late"s and all the useless new hate.
I'm leaving, I'm never coming back.
to a world were, fake smiles are nothing but a useless attack.
so goodbye,
farewell,
I hope things are better in ****.
Because of this strange new life (that I don't remember signing up for) I cannot seem to  dream dreams anymore.
Toast Ghost Mar 18
Angels in celestial light, become nefarious by the sinister dark of night.
Toast Ghost Mar 18
Oh blood blood blood blood the beautiful beautiful blood. Blood Blood Blood singing singing singing singing SINGING. song of pain pain. PAIN PAIN oh the plainpainpainpain the plain tortuous pain
**** **** **** crush BLOOD
soothing the last of my head left me insane.
.....
Toast Ghost Mar 18
I can see you.
I can see the heavy way you breathe,
the stumbling way you
                                     run.
I can feel the blood running              running, down your injured head.
                                            running  
I can see the fe
                          ar
in your eyes. You
run
      run
            run
                  run.
yet closer I get.
Del
       icious
fear steals across your face as I op
                              en
my cracked unused mouth
saying
"tag,
you
are
it."
oh the monster I seem to have become.
Toast Ghost Mar 8
today has been canceled.
Toast Ghost Mar 8
knock on the door; an ominous visitor. Oh god, it must be terrible miss sinister, the villainous shadowy creepy dark figure. Deceitful girl, you dare not let trigger. the devilishly cunning miss terrible sinister.
Toast Ghost Mar 7
Walking down the star paved walkway, still wondering if the stars are just the wrong way.
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