Paint the world. My colour is mean. I think I'm missing a link.
Nails turn blue. Irony has died. I think I'm beyond numb, dumb?
Say you are sorry. Say you are not. I think I'm plastic.
The world is solace. My soul is on hold. I think I'm a radio.
Sins are cool. Books dusty. I think I'm a moment.
Nonsense thoughts. Food that rots. I think I'm melting.
Scribble empty words. Speak up unfelt touch. I think I'm Narnia.
Leave my washcloth. The dirty thought. I think I'm a dark blot.
Smiling face. crooked line. I think I'm just fine.
Nails turn blue. Irony has died. I think I'm beyond numb, dumb?
Say you are sorry. Say you are not. I think I'm plastic.
The world is solace. My soul is on hold. I think I'm a radio.
Sins are cool. Books dusty. I think I'm a moment.
Nonsense thoughts. Food that rots. I think I'm melting.
Scribble empty words. Speak up unfelt touch. I think I'm Narnia.
Leave my washcloth. The dirty thought. I think I'm a dark blot.
Smiling face. crooked line. I think I'm just fine.
- Diary of an Oxymoron
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