naked in october
red...
was the color
glowing in your eyes
your face a stone cold mask of paranormal
disguise
masks...
we
wore
two seconds before
i ran short of breath
mindfucking
in its true sense
sometimes it just doesnt make sense
laugh with me
only one hour left
daylight will come.
tell me,
do you hear the birds sing?
there is no hidden meaning
in a black birds song
nothing is wrong
with being stuck in a model
driving plastic cars on cardboard streets
with paper cut out dolls for friends...
and in the end
it seems
we have
destinations to
find more destinations
to find the reason
why i'm curled up in your closet
naked in october
scared of monsters
all over again
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