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The Lies of yesterday's past,

Suffer in the Victim's Sanity,

Cover up,

Smiles,

Rumors,

Lies,

Spread through the Castle of Light,

Turning it into Darkness,

You hide,

Inside,

But I know,

I know who you are,

What you are,

I don't care what people say,

I want you to be mine,

I need you to be mine,

But everything is a lie,

I am full of truth,

Covered in a blanket of lies,

Walls keep me in,

I can't get to you,

You can't get to me,

I am broken,

Flawed,

Disgraced,

I cannot move,

Forbidden to see,

A burning smell in my nose,

Bitter taste in my mouth,

Hands and legs bound,

Gag in my mouth,

Dipped in chlorophorm,

Over my mouth,

I feel myself fading,

Losing myself,

I then feel something,

Stabbed into my chest,

Then taken out,

Blood flows,

I start to cry,

Pain is flowing,

Through the blood,

I fade away,

And I slump over,

Dead
This was from a dream that I had.
allissa robbins Aug 2014
Closing the day, going back to remembered dusk and your heart on a spoon,

Dreamland is a little too far among the gray things, but

you see the day's tears like the end of a dream, its kind

but sorrowful temperament. You seek out

the loss written in the head's tears on the silk flowers

of June's permanent pair of spectacles.

The beauty of her remembrance clouds the outline

of the far body of chlorophorm that

fills your lungs, making the dusk less obvious

and your heart jump to your throat. So now

you're sitting on the closing of the deep things that kept

you so broken for so far and your dusk is Dreamland again and

the lids above your dark regards drop slowly over,



closing.

— The End —