She ties dark thoughts against the wall
Collecting, meaning - just to stall
The cork is broken, shattered, dead
-Bits and pieces on her bed
Glass held high - red liquid bright
It's so unreal and so unright
(A clink of metal, desperate struggle
-She jams it back into the rubble)
The phone hangs dead, no longer beeping
(There were dreams she had, some worth keeping)
So she swallows, thick - resentful
And waits for something more eventful















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Bobo wants more damn attention.
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