I
We, are the gunslinger romance, spooned so sweetly
and harped so heavily
We, are a holiday eyesore, colloqial and emetic
Temporary and Just.
II
We, are the catastrophe romance, heated so impusivly
yet breathed so lightly
We, are what some call unstable, unjust, unoriginal
Cyanide and Cocaine.
(III)
We, are rythmless shadows, in a discoteque roulette,
chambers of bloodclots
We, are the shot glass bastards, let me educate you
Science and Suicide.
(IV)
We, are merely mistakes, in the grand scheme of Me
lonely of sitcom diets
We, are disguised as disease, happily ever after
Shoeless and Mindless.
(V)
We, are mismatched like crossed-words in song
drunk off of looseleaf lust
We, are my mental cancer, eating and starving
Detached and Derailed.
VI
We, are the cookware romance, infinity calculated
rivers of opal stories
We, are so simply, infinity calculated
Endless and Emotion-less.
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