Death of a Fantasy

August 20, 2011
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Success is subjective
A horse race
A beer chug
A skirt chase

In the epilogue of us
Will they trace me
Will they care
Will they see me

After forever and a thousand deaths
The light is gone
And forgotten
Will they turn it back on

A life filled with careful hatred
What’s to admire
What’s to remember
About a graceful liar

Tumbling turning twisting screaming
Never ever always no
Why am I here
Why can’t I know

Inconsistent little human
For the best perhaps
No one recalls
Her life collapse

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