Thu, 12/11/2014 - 11:20 -- Chayle

I've been waiting all these centuries
Counting them like hairs on my skin
Every single day laughed and never reached
Any of these morsals I tried to take in
Grins come to me because it's so fatal
I'll never be seen in a marriage cage
Or even close to sealing any deals
Each day, it's more apparent to my creation made
Dream golden rollercoasters and diamond bones
Smile at everyone else dancing in the sunlight
Then go back to the dark, only a little alone
But it's ok, against it all, stars are bright
They say it'll happen, but I don't like waiting
I don't like to expect that which won't come
All the sapphires & rubies are starting to fade
I can't do this any more, I'm done


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