I'm spinning and smiling and falling,
But the dark keeps crashing in.
Gnawing at me the day,
Not even as satisfying as death
But just failure to live.
Hate would be a delicacy,
Just empty,
With nothing to say.
You can't kill me
Only I can do that
And I may.
~ Thayer Mangeress 'of the film teenage dirtbag'
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Scars
Short StoryMost of these are poems off the film teenage dirtbag. Go and check it out its a great film but not very well known. A few of these are mine though.
