I want brand new
A brand new page to write on
A brand new pen to write with
A brand new you to write about
A brand new me to deal with
I want brand new
A brand new wind to shake me
A brand new thought to break me
A brand new happiness to pierce me
A brand new sadness to kill me
I want brand new
A brand new pain to excite me
A brand new master to drive me
A brand new slave to play with
A brand new rope to tie me
I want brand new
A brand new reason for suicide
A brand new road to sit on its side
A brand new whip to lash my pride
A brand new dream to hide
Mock me, hurt me
Cut me, burn me
Just find a brand new way
Do not bore me
1 comment:
The prose so beautifully describes a recurring phase is everyone's life.
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