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Killjoy
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October 26th, 2008 at 01:28pm
Blue blinds me, and red lines find me
Spread themselves across me like thin confetti but in the most graceful way.
One, two, three
My thoughts burn me, and my decisions off the curb
One and ten
My pains growing thin, almost disappearing
Eleven, nine
I’m almost fine, just a few more doses should do the trick.
Seven and six?
Now we’re in the mix, and the flow is picking up.
Thirty three
You’re looking at me, and tears are filling your eyes.
What’s the matter, you didn’t know?
Uh-Oh.
Now it’s too late, start making arrangements, a funeral in the mist.
The line’s at zero
I’m not longer in the middle.
Black has closed over me.
Nine: thirty nine
I open my eyes, and it’s all fine.
You’re looking away, like any regular day.
Keep pretending.