Infamous lines drawn on an already lined paper,
Crossing, swirling, as if to create a message,
Trying to keep them straight,
Straight line with no end.
Crumple the paper, throw it away, once again
Infamous lines drawn on an already lined paper,
Edges as sharp as knives ,
Deep black of charcoal smeared through the blue of lines already th---
Infamous lines,
Straight lines,
Lines with no ends, no beginnings
Lines with no ends,
No beginnings,
No one is sure where to start or where they too will end,
Many choices laid out in front,
which one to fallow
Wonder around, bump into walls,
blinded by the world before you.
Mistakes, they are all mistakes
Erase.
Lines with no ends, No beginnings,
From the power at hand, to the force of pressure,
Write out your feelings,
play it over again,
a broken record
Unfinished, like the charcoal lines of a blue lined paper
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