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Ugh, What a mess. Just look at this place! Red splatter stains the newly painted walls And the carpeting— I dread to see it. Now you must clean, You stupid girl. How could you mistaken something so lethal With something so whimsical? Nothing can be mistaken, She says from beyond— A weapon loaded with metal And a chance for love failed. To me, She continues, Are as one. You pathetic little twit, Love does embrace you, Yet you confuse her with a fairy tale— A web of deception, Illusion— How could one compare death to life? They are not the same. Nor are they different, She responds. I’d rather be at peace knowing that I was loved once, Than prosper knowing that I was never at all. |
Heh.| Posted on 2008-09-05 00:00:00 | by isselman2001 | [ Reply to This ] | |