Burning Year's End

January 29, 2010
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Flames lick at the edges of what only god knows;
A year like another teenage girls I suppose.

Ups and downs, spin arounds, lurking at every turn;
Scars and cuts, whores and sluts, searching for something to burn.

On the outside pain turns to blood and tears spring fresh leaks;
Because the girl on the inside is full of cracks and creaks.

A fragile existence torn and tattered, at best stitched together;
Best thing to think is this horrible year can't last forever.

Everywhere you look, a new crisis appears in thin air;
and the worst part is, the solution's just not there.

Slinking down the hallways and spilling across daily surface;
Fire is bright and fire is clean, so with that, into the furnace.

World falls apart, pain inflicted from what each and every boy breaks;
Another comes and another goes when one is recovering heart aches.

City crumbles to a world of bleakness by the dreary December end;
Days trn to nights and nights to days as you stand afar and wair their spend.

What good is a year to start so blissful, and unravel to tragic destruction?
When a 13 year old girl finds the whispered lies, fatal fall to corruption.

Shredded disregards and forgoten memories lost in the night;
A blaze to sweep the whole year clean, one flame to ignite.

Sun burns, time turns erasing, escaping within a flame;
The truest, purest, brightest we learn, that shall never ever be tame.

But where is the fun in losing mistakes from which one can cathch?
A springboard into a newer, brighter year: one single match.

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