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COME ONE COME ALL ITS A CARNIVAL RIDE Lets walk alongside the path of Shattered, Crushed and Grotesque dreams, Where we'll dance to the Screams and whimpers in the close distance. Their shrills excites us As we go on a killing rampage, Using those humans as our personal piñatas. Is our love still love if we cannot pass through thousands of miles to have one single kiss against our cold, gray, stone lips? If I could never get to experience the feeling of watching the burning sunset fall and hide behind the everlasting horizon with you. It isn't enough to hear your voice over a microphone or seeing your face off of late night video calls on a blinding computer screen in the pitch dark, only your face illuminating light into the room. I want to feel your hand hold mine other than grasping yours from thousands of miles away from mine. Distance is a saddening thing, but the worst is that I must wait years to experience everything I've longed for from over a ridiculous computer screen. YOU ARE EVERY BAD THING IVE EVER LOVED. YOU ARE THE COKE I FIRST SNORTED AT A PARTY. YOU ARE THE BUD I SMOKED THAT GOT ME STONED AND MADE ME REALIZE I WANTED TO DIE. YOU ARE THE XANIES I TOOK AT SCHOOL TO NUMB MYSELF FROM MY DEPRESSION. YOU ARE THE ADERALL IN MY SYSTEM I TOOK TO STAY AWAKE FROM SLEEPLESS NIGHTS. YOU ARE THE ACID TABS I TOOK BECAUSE I WANTED TO FIND OUT WHO I WAS. I STILL LOVE YOU BUT I DONT GO TO THOSE PARTIES ANYMORE. I NO LONGER WANT TO DIE. I NOW CONTROL MY DEPRESSION. I CAN SLEEP WITH OUT SEEING THAT CONSTANT GOD DAMNED DREAM. I KNOW WHO I AM.