Provoked Loathing

InhaleColorr
InhaleColorr
Oct 27, 2010, 6:50 AM |
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Every night seems to blend into the next

time, nonexistent
Every day I fail to keep any rest

I do exactly what they want...

Complications
Hesitations
I am crying inside
Dying inside

But my eyes have learned new tricks
They know to drink up all the velvety darkness
A mass of disarranged colors.

The luminescent colors
wrap and trap me
in there deceiving lies.

Overlapping my mind, with pure displeasure.

Dont waste any more time
Come...
We are leaving.