cornmuffinpancakes: And there's nothing you can do when water ruins the maps we drew.

im eating my first orange since the choking incidenttt. O: mygoodness!
SHIT i dropped my orange D:
i picked it up and ate it (:
eew it tastes like lip gloss now ):
like my water bottle last night ): YUCKY.

and now ill sing some TREOS:

The apparitions tango to the sound of their heels tapping,
A procession of prosthetics limbs and mannequins.
They're all perfect models of imperfection
With a marrow made of cellophane.
Strap on your ballroom best.
Breath in and don't exhale.
Oh, Juliet! Oh, Juliet! Deny your name your father.
Rearrange the cells that form my skin.
See them through kaleidoscope eyes
Because everybody feigns sometimes.
Blur your eyes,
Romeo.
Bend the line
Romeo
Do you like what you see!
Oh Romeo
Where art thou?
I've dressed up this canvas skin' painted something colorful just for you.
Self-inflicted surgery is now routine.
It erases all traces of faces we have all known; we have all owned.
Stretch me over this
Two by four skeleton

Push on, plod on, these legs like pistons pumping forward motion.
Convalescent men in uniform.
We have fallen to friendly fire, shrapnel freckles our spine.
Still our feet fall one by one.

We're all puppets
We're all marionettes.
And the only thing left to discuss
Is the details of this armistice.
We've come to this agreement
Oh, how I've been teething in light of your misleading.
You've caused this collapse between
The heart and the synapse.

One hoped they'd break the patent when they die me in stride.
(one hoped they'd die break the mold.)
Just a simple steel specimen, truly empty down inside.
With a copper core wound veins, a pumping cold hydraulic heart.
Bellows cycle air on rhythms, rhythms fixed within my code.
It's easier to bow than keep these knees locked tight,
Tight like the rivets in my skin.
My pulse reverberates through this malleable shell,
With scars from shaping.
My insides grind their gears.
Abrasive churning, I'm so conductive.
It's always been a task with such low impedance.
My tendons tend to rust with time while wires misplace their currents.
So I will flee the factory and pray you to dismantle me.
Someone will find my makers; I'm coming apart at seams.
I'll cauterize myself back together again.

From the manger to the morgue,
Strangers are born and reborn.
Giving birth to the wages of sin,and claiming it came from within
Within me there's a gaping hole.
It seems I'm last to know.
No one, or thing, can fill this empty space that I've been pacing in.
I fell in love with an empty place
But I want change, but I won't change
I can't feel a thing
The pins and needles sing
I can say it, but it won't mean a thing
Cause I know you'll fall for each and every pretty word I sing.
Spirits spin me round once more.
Said "If you sing the overture that lulls me back to sleep, I swear I'm yours to keep."
Consumed with consuming.
Soon I'll swallow people whole,
I'll have back what strangers stole
If I can't find my happiness I'll soon devour yours.
I'll sing your weary head to rest with my overture
Cause I fell in love with an empty place.
But I want yours, but I want yours
For it I fell
For it I fell so fast

The wolves wear the wool
Of the sheep the have fooled
And preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
We'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
The fleecing of a fleeting flock
You may have my wool, You may have my locks
But my voice you have not, My voice you have not
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked.

You hide your fangs so cleverly dear, You sing your songs so prettily

I'll never fall for the Hook line and sinker,
Your smoke and mirrors.
I wont ever take the bait.
I'll never fall for those Formats and figures,
Your greedy fingers Won't ever get their hands on me.

Hey boy, you best look out
"Ooh, we'll have you."
Pay mind to those greedy people climbers
They're licking their lips at you.
They'll crush and they'll claw Their way to the top
Your legs are just ladders to them.
Your head's just another step man
On you like a rash
On you like a rash

Even though you hide your fangs so cleverly dear,
You sing you songs so prettily dear
Your most gentle call, Your most soothing song won't lead this sheep astray.

All these suits with big black lives Can't put me on the company's dime
I won't be bought, No I won't be sold

All these greasy palms and greedy hands,
All my supply all your demand.
I'm not you whore And I won't be your Babylon.

This little light of mine,
I was told to let it shine,
But I stood idly by, and watched that poor flame die

I kept it from the bushel and brush, and away from the grasp of men
I left that lantern in the light, where my flame could blend right in

I will bear this cross I will wear these thorns

But I know all this dark won't swallow all the light I hide, but still host

Her I'll learn to hold.
She will grow and grow, she will shine so bright

"Don't let Satan blow it out."
The teachers always said
But soon enough he figured out
It wasn't worth his breath.

'Cuz this little light of mine is losing all its' bright,
Not to the dark I hold inside, but to the dark kept from its sight.
Below the smoke still burns a fire.
A small spark lives 'nearth all these ashes.
Promise me you'll blow until I glow red, bright fiery red

I've learned to smolder.
All smoke but no flame.
Ashes ashes we all fall down

(I long to glow like you embers, bright halogen embers)

I will bear this cross, I will wear these thorns

This little light of mine
I was told to let it shine
But I stood idly by...

woww this was a long post hahah.
well ill catch ya'll laterrr.