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I sit by watching the world turn
Round, round, round.
I see the prom queen crowned,
The football team reign.
Everything and nothing
seems to revolve around me.
A book of an aunt
Who no longer is here
Turn the pages
Listen
Do you hear them cry?
Torn and worn down but still prized most
This book that is broken
It tells a tale of sleeping beauty and her prince
There is something inside of
each of our
souls-
this desire
for the things
that will destroy
us.
We crave to
behave
in ways that leave
scars.
I have a confession to make...
And you, you probably don't want to hear it, but...I just need a moment.
But before I do can I ask you a question?
Do you remember, Mac Attack?
