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ATTACHMENT
Why do they love me?
I do not care what happens to me
Or if they are suffering.

They should all learn to hate me.
Except you.
Only you.

My skin in glowing softly.
Darkness closes all around me.
You hold the night.

And the moon is calling you.
And the sun is begging me.
We can not go on like this.
One of us will have to leave.

You are a force of nature.
I've found the one lone truth
forever trapped in blue.

It was always a competition.
I never wanted to win
And now I'm losing you.

You turn to water.
I fall to dust.
Not being able to touch hurts so much.

When we are older and stronger.
We will find each other.
I hold your heart torn to ribbons.
You have permission to punch me again.


OUR PLACE
The stars are in the sky.
Not in your eyes.
The sun is in the air.
Not in your hair.
The clouds are so small.
Not behind your smile.
I refuse to believe
that you are anything but human.


CAN'T TURN BACK
If I'm such a bastard why do you always follow me?
If my looks bother you why do you keep staring at me?
If my voice offends you why do you keep talking to me?
If I'm hurting you why do you let me?


THOUGHTS
I believe in nothing.
I am neither happy nor sad,
But I do have a weight in my chest that says I am right.

You are only a symbol of nothing.

God is nothing.
Life is nothing.
Death is nothing.

Belief is belief
Reality is reality.
Nothing is nothing.

I live for nothing.
I die for nothing.
I am nothing.

What is isn't and what isn't is.
When you become nothing,
You will understand.


JUST SO YOU KNOW
I'm more than fine.
I'm perfect.
I'm great.
I'm good.
I'm god
I miss you.


DREAMS
You're not really gone.
I see you every night.
You never age and you never change.
I attack you just the same.
You keep telling me I'm afraid.
I know you're wrong.
You're afraid of my dreams.


FINALLY KNOWING
What happens when your best friend leaves?
You find something funny, you turn, and have no one to laugh with.
Suddenly it's not funny.
You look at the space,believing that staring will work.
Walking.
You never found the street fascinating before, or the walls.
You go home.
You look down at your body in the shower, you don't recognize your own skin anymore.
The mirror is fogged up.
But you can still see a face.
Crying.
In the gray morning.
You wake with a headache.
You don't even turn off the alarm clock.
Rolling over.
There's no reason to get up, if everything is disappearing.
What happens when your happiness leaves?
Your love leaves too.


MY FAULT
Treading down dark, endless tunnels.
These walls will become your tomb.
Unless-
with eyes closed, you reach out to me.


**Funny-ish**


SKIN
Do you have any self respect?
You standing up there all high and mighty
With your chest puffed out for all to see.
Let me tell you
That I am just as muscly beneath my jacket and tee.
But I have more dignity
When the hell did you get beside me?


HANDS
You used to hold my hand or fingers, whatever.
You used to punch me with those knuckles.
You used to slap me with those palms.
You used to grab me with those fists.
You used to scratch me with those nails.
So why are there more hands coming out of your back?


CLAWS
If I scratch your forehead will you listen?
If I scratch your neck will you speak?
If I scratch your chest will you open your eyes?
If I tear you open what will I find?


FEET
We all have the same shoes and they're blue.
We all have the same feet and knees.
But mine don't seem to move as fast as yours do.

Brief dialogue:

"When I first saw you, I thought you looked like a jerk."
"I thought you looked stupid."
"Yeah. . . good-times."