THE BIRTHDAY MASSACRE1.
this story's missing a wishing-well, no mirror to show and tell, no kiss that can break the spell, i'm falling asleep. every prince is a fantasy, the witch is inside of me, her poison will wash away from memory. -- kill the lights.
2. your hands are always reaching out of favor. your kind are only good for bad behavior. your mouth was never one to trust. you're always speaking out, falling far behind, falling out of line. -- falling down
3. my words are falling apart in spite of me. i'm stepping out of the light so she can't see. don't think i'll miss her, but i want to take her picture. when i found a place where she can't find me. and she's falling asleep as she's walking with strangers. talking cheap as the flies on the wall entertain her. -- walking with strangers.
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i'll post more tomorrow.