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Your colourless everything,
Is putting me to sleep,
Your resolute vitriol,
Has been taken out on me.

The winter is destroying us,
Chapped lips and potholed skin,
The void it leaves is cancerous,
Our time is wearing thin.

You don’t know me at all,
There’s a gaping hole in every plot we’ve ever written,
Too many faces lost beneath the veil,
April that’s you,
Don’t you know you left us wondering?

Go find some true perspective,
Then lay it out for me,
I’ll undoubtedly shoot you down,
Throw you another bouquet on which you weep.

The brutality of existence,
It wears me out,
Now we’re finally free of consequence,
We just took the scenic route.

Our story is not over.
I'm here to help

Quote by Jimbleton
ok, as usual pit is being very unhelpful except andychalmers, so im gonna go post this someplace else


And a master of storytelling...

Quote by Jackolas
andychalmers102, that story is awesome.