when attentiveness leaves like the anti mother,
i'm gone.
when hate rumbles in like a dark and solemn storm,
i'm gone.
when disappointment shivers like a rat in the sewer,
i'm gone.
when desolation creeps on like the father at his boy's grave,
i'm gone.
when panic has eyes wide like the trout at the hands of the bear,
i'm gone.
i'm boarding up the house,
i'll be gone by christmas,
they'll find my body days later,
withering away in a dead blizzard.
so, here's to the good life.















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will not be using this account anymore!
new deviantart, please take a look. (:
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excuse me but you don't seem human.
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will not be using this account anymore!
new deviantart, please take a look. (:
~eskahpay
:iconeskahpay:
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excuse me but you don't seem human.
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will not be using this account anymore!
new deviantart, please take a look. (:
~eskahpay
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