you and me both, maybe we should add some spice to our diet, add some sugar here and there.

maybe?

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dammit.

Sing it like a carnival tune,
menacing and evil.
listen closely now,
so very plain and civil.

Watching like a hawk,
spinning like a top.
whispering closely now,
you can barely hear me talk.

Appear like a party crasher,
someone unexpected.
it's like a homosexual,
who becomes a gay-basher.

Silent as the sheep,
but not so coy.
take that leap of faith,
lovingly molest that happy toy.

Sing it like a razor blade,
swirling into remission.
cutting closely now,
it's mark a simple submission.

Hurting, slicing something,
it's that crystal shining.
eyes so cold it reminds me,
on my soul you are casually dining.

Sweat drips from the pores,
eyes so cold they open up wide.
i'm crying myself asleep now,
so tired, there's nowhere to hide.

Looking into mirrored glass,
as lights begin flashing.
this is all imaginary,
as nightmares' are surely guessing.

- Marie Noaeill 2006


i guess i got bored. revisted it. any better? blah, i just stole your ideas.

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dammit.