The Perfect Dystopia

by Beca   Jan 28, 2006


Everythings gone black
The mascara is staining
I'm in a cold dark hole
One I dug and threw myself into
I'm alone, you left me here to die, hung me out to dry
You were the one to count on
You not only stabbed me
You used his weapon
I bled a pool and cried an ocean
In this infinite aperture
I wandered off-course, disoriented in thoughts of him
Isn't absolution the key?
Why resolve reality when I have something else?
This corner is unmarred
My world's perfect dystopia.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Taunnie

    Beca that was AWESOME!! soo cute write more love yah hun

  • 18 years ago

    by Shnivel

    Wow - that's amazing... :)