someone close the door, turn out the lights
don't let the heat out
cause this empty head's so hard to heat
but what thoughts does it bring about?
just another self-destructive, masochistic liar with a forked tongue
and bloodshot eyes
he finds beauty in the night
grainy images flood his mind
memories in movies
and as of late he hasn't slept a wink
too much time chasing bottle genies
and every time he thinks he has caught one to grant him several wishes
they seem to flee
diving into another one doth he
someone touch the pedal to the floor
and erase this being
testing every limit but life itself
he's barely living
a thousand points if you hit him while he is on the run
another ten if you double tap
and make sure the job is done
and on a side note:
i've been feeling like morrison
trapped inside of another man's life
i think too much yet not enough
i say the wrong things at the wrong time
but somehow Sahara says "I love you forever"
yet my mouth is dry and arid
i think she tastes like a desert
and someday soon i will be joining you
my only friend; the end
let's consicrate this love as true
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Short Story / Other
Poem / Romance
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