Under the guise of
plentiful time &
forgetting the importance of
delayed gratification,
I put off what I want
for what I think I need:
Pretty Little Things.
I can't disguise
what this says about me.
I'm sure there's a way
to get out unscathed
but presently
I'm buried in the blackness.
I'm pure ghost rage;
the eternal scoundrel.
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