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Wind and pain?
My hair,..
Short in the back,..
Long at the sides,..
The left side,..
Hanging over my eyes,..
My left hand,..
Runs through the back,..
Through the short part,..
Grabbing at it,..
I turn my head,..
Keeping the bit of hair,..
Closed in my hand,..
My make up,..
Black eyeshadow,..
Eyeliner,..
Black mascara,..
Close my eyes,..
Relax,..
Smile,..
Wait,..
No,..
A voice in my head,..
"Don't smile,..
It'll ruin everything,.."
The smile fades,..
No smile,..
Nor frown,..
Just a plain face,..
A bright light,..
Then its done,..
A picture of me,..
Look at it,..
And stare,..
In horror,..
At how I look,..
I see,..
A face I don't recognize,..
Walk outside,..
Into the blazing storm,..
Snow falling everywhere,..
Window blowing hard,..
Blowing the sides of my hair,..
Infront of my face,..
Messing up my hair,..
"Oh well,.."
Says the voice,..
It was right,..
Why should it matter,..
I don't even have to brush my hair,..
Walk down the streets,..
Hands in my pockets,..
A disgusted look,..
On everyones face,..
As they see me,..
All I can think is,..
Go away!...
"Shut up!,.."
Commands,..
That I won't take any longer,..
Fall to the ground,..
Clutching my head,..
Screaming,..
Screaming for the voice to go away,..
Then it finally does....
 ToxxicRemedy · Wed Mar 26, 2008 @ 11:11pm · 0 Comments |
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