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Kansas left us behind

Dorothy's not in Kansas anymore  
She throwing back shots in Texan bars and scratching at her sores until their oozing through her pores.  
This image doesn't sit quite right, I tried and failed to compare with scenes of pigtails and innocence so bare of the results of good intentions being impeded.
It paints a picture of sound advice staying unheeded, even when it's most needed.
 It's inevitable but every time I see it the end results the same, I always feel this bitter shame. I would point fingers and shift the blame but I'm no different and I don't know the guilty parties name.  
 
Who paints these pictures in cloying shades of bloody red and steps back to see them ripen? Who plants rotting seeds and waits to see dead leaves unfurl?  
 
Don't ever think your different.  
 
We'll all soon be redrawn in shades of ash. All cut from different cloth but our fabrics can be burned just the same.
Mixed with blood to reveal our not so distant futures oh so pretty picture.
Written by DystopianMelody
Published | Edited 25th Jun 2013
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