A single mind
Over crowded with different colored emotions
Divided by the even and odds of the feeling
For bravery can’t be without fear and sadness without happiness
But the fear and sadness have switched themselves into a pair
A pair that’s making you push that EMERGENCY EXIT
mother, forgive me for i have sinned i am the monster who will slaughter your daughter and parade her corpse around
I will mutilate her skin, form her a new friend
i will poison her blood, with poisonous T
i will eliminate these lumps, flat chested dreams will someday come true
So open your mind before your mouth
It’s my time to shine, my imprisoning time has been done
I am your son.
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I like that word.
What is it?
Is it that blonde girl behind Denny’s?
Maybe your uncle who slept with them all?
Maybe the actual trash can in your room?
The one overflowing with paper?
Maybe it’s that one plate of nachos no one finished
Or it could obviously be that one pan of food,
The one with all that… dull green mold
Why the hell is there a lot of trash?
Why do people call it hideous?
Why is it called trash? Trash.
Is your life trash?
I hope not, that’ll just be sad.
Is your friend’s life trash?
It better be compared to yours.
Well, I think trash is beautiful.
Trash is filled with a wonder of color.
Don’t you see that weird mystery liquid?
The thin pieces of hair draping over the sides.
The red spots from the ketchup.
The orange peels from, well, oranges.
The yellow peels from bananas.
The green everything- mold, lettuce and whatnot.
The multiple wrappers from various brands.
That one bare steak t-bone.
Wait, now that I think about
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Trash is disgusting.
This House has feelings That door don’t like your abuse The wall is tired of being used The carpet wants respect The coffee wants your working checks Make the right decisions The stove needs to see it The shower needs love instead Lovers need to lie in the bed
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