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Someday,
I want a dead-eyed boy to see me
And find beauty in my pale hands,
See grace in the curves of my veins,
And the universe in the place of my missing soul.
I want his eyes to be brought back to life
By his interest in the new creature he's found.
I want him to find me,
Make me feel new and clean,
And then leave me
Because I've somehow fixed him.
But I can't be fixed.
And then I'll wait for the next dead-eyed boy
To cross my path
So that I can fix him if I can;
So that I can fix him if I can;
If he doesn't truly believe
That he's meant to be broken.
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Another quick thing I was thinking about in the car today
Nothin special I guess
Also: sorry for the lack of art. I've been drawing and stuff, but I haven't really had the initiative to go through the process of uploading any of it.
Sorry.
(c.) PB
Nothin special I guess
Also: sorry for the lack of art. I've been drawing and stuff, but I haven't really had the initiative to go through the process of uploading any of it.
Sorry.
(c.) PB
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I've heard that you can't truly fix anyone, especially if they've already given up. Nonetheless, great poem.