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There Is No Closure

There Is No Closure
 
I can be amazing, or I can be
Very, very bad when it turns to black
Not the sunset, The internal lapse of
Drawing smiles with only dark blue crayons.
 
It switches off the light and fucks off like,
A janitor heading off for his holiday,
Leaving all the dead bodies in the sink,
Everybody wonders how that happened.
 
Do we think that he will come back again,
Face his many crimes, or his children?
Just grow up and be a good old villain,
The problems that we have. In our own skin.
gladwynebrown
Written by gladwynebrown
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