nikkibacas
We are all going to be
somebody
some day to
some one of
some importance to
ourselves.
We just need to find out who we are first.
They only worry about themselves.
They leave the rest of us perched on shelves
They stay inside their little fucking shells
Just wait until they hear the ringing bells.
They'll be nothing left to salvage.
Majority rules. Enticing fools. Obey the rules. Drink your fucking booze.
You're a leech stuck to my skin
Drawing blood, I can't let you in
You're to teach a lesson to me?
Now how is that supposed to be?
The ground was covered with color
While the sky has fallen ill and grey.
The sun is hidden behind layers of disgust
Only to leave it's sunlight on the ground
In the shape of the leaves from the trees.
Smooth, white, biting.
Flesh ripped.
Sharp tipped.
Take a breath.
Teeth.
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