Oh our stories done?
before it begun?
A fun filled summer arrives without the sun.
No need to glance over your shoulder anymore,
I wont make this walk hard, because its always been yours.
No longer looking back, seem the best road ahead.
Why waste time with the ugly and dead.
This prison no longer the place of your rest,
Where we carry no prisoner to feel the bereft.
You always wanted what I couldn't afford,
A beautiful tree, in a midnight storm.
Oh the light up ahead seems warm and inviting
A much better reason to give up on fighting.
The doors are open but I wont follow you,
I wont make trouble for the beautiful youth.
Ill just keep walking and I've still got quite far.
Away from the talented and beautiful, just like you are
Ill stay up with you and make sure you're alright
If it wasn't as pointless as continuing this fight.
What you gain from our shared time,
Is nothing compared, To the talent and magnetism of the visually compared.
I'm not longer a part of your once exciting existence.
You shrug and say oh well, ill carry on and act like nothing happened.
Because I'm nothing alright and you remind me everyday,
When all my answers were just a walk away.
Edward Ramsden
Wrote this a long time ago
The beautiful and talent will always win over the ugly and unlovable.
I don't care what you beautiful people say, you don't know what its like to be ugly and have the whole world grimace at your attempts at making life or smiling.
Because all beautiful people are exactly the same, just with a different perfect facade.
Complain all you want, your beautiful...Smile!
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