Friday, 3 April 2015

haircut

i'm on the brink of madness
have you opened the door
have you gathered the troops
have you lost your war yet, sir?

the war in my mind says to wake up
and i quiver like a baby banished to the corner
I can't do this myself
or can I?

I think I can and I will
so there....
mister hot shot
good-luck
just don't get a fucking haircut

or it will ruin you for life

it will empty your soul and your dreams

just don't get a hair cut
please baby
just please

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