Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Chaos:Toxic Imagination by Gabrielle F.

Her cheek was as red as blood
I fell asleep upside down on the velvet couch
He could smell the fear
She could swim in the air
He could eat the tasteful concrete. She would hear whispers of the water
She would feel the pricking needle against her fingertips
The sight was drowning in darkness
As she closed her eyes screaming at the top of her lungs for a moment.
They thought she was going
insane? Perhaps.
She would taste the phone call.
John French gave his daughter a hug in Granada Hills, California before she had to go.
He just thought he was going insane.
Well he walked her down to his ex-wife’s car and watched them go by
Chillax. It’s only the world you’re tearing down
When you drink twenty beers you will stay sober
“I promise” the phrase he said I could hardly believe.
The chocolate kiss of compromise
An eye drinks black mascara from a pond
We walked on the ceiling in stilettos and our skin glows every color.
Wendy dyed her hair bright fire truck red near Halloween.
Tomorrow, the next day, sixteen emancipation is granted
A metal beard
I have to listen to make believe
Me encanta azule ojos
The stapler smoked a cigarette
In the movie her mouth was blood red as lipstick

Gabby's just a teenage girl having to deal and grow up fast from adult experiences. She would like to be different and she's who she's going to be.

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