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Friday, October 10, 2014


By Arcassin Burnham

Sensational masterpieces , the epitome of my life, growing from fake smiles and inaccurate laugher, choose them over me its fine , my future is promise , and you'll just be stuck in the same pathetic place I got you to in the first place,
Butterflies in my stomach knowing we will never be , I will not pick a time for you to throw pity, even though im jealous,
I wanna walk in your shoes , I wouldn't dare, be as dumb as you picked me out to be , staying out til tomorrow , will god be on my side and ascend my heart from utter destruction , pushing suicide as a note written on crumbled up balls of paper , telling lies , your silver tongue is showing,
So don't blow my smoke up in the air.

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