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For Shinae We will sit in a field. Press our lips, and wait for the sun to rise. I will hold you close, pressing your chest close to mine. Us. As one. As a completely new being. You and I are now the same, always and forever. Until the end of time. Agree to be mine, forever. I’ll will take your hand and say all the things they say in movies, and beautiful plays. Shakespeare ain’t got nothing on us baby doll. One day we’ll die. Together.For Shinae by ~marctheartiste
I am fake I am fake. I am not real. Who I am is not important, but who you are, is. You. You sit in your house. Safe. Protected. Behind all of your possessions. Satisfied and complete. All paid for by a government check. You eat what you’re told to eat. You buy what you’re told to buy. You marry the one who’s the last on your list. Then, every night, you sleep in your K-mart brand comforter, matching set, fleece queen sized bed. Don’t let the bed bugs bite. Quiet. &I am fake by ~marctheartiste
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