A victim of verbal abuse
sets childhood nightmares loose
words cut into fleshy hearts
wishing upon a star for a new start
the death of society's puppet
sympathy is for the desperate
rest in pieces to the ambience of hope
that swings from a golden rope
countless endeavors ending in paper cuts
left in silence as if my mouth has been sewn shut
which explains the attraction to women with devilous grins
that blame me for there sins
a photo is still the same regardless of the frame
exposing the secrets behind my fame
living proof of frivolity
trapped in my idealistic world that contains a meadow of fritillary
regret
the things that you are not allowed to forget
rip the wings off a defenseless butterfly
dispite of it's uncomprehendable cries
so Am I beautiful
or dreadful?
round and round
my perfect world is spiraling down
into a whirlpool
which is attached to love sonnets that are labeled cruel
"The Diary Of Yue Ayase II: the Initiative"
Coming Soon.
Executive Produced By Me & Brendan Reed.
Look for it By the End of the Month.
check out http://alicesinphillistine.blogspot.com/
~Jurai Or Die~
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