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A meltdown,
A fictional tale of a teen,
A drumbeat
Blasting out a fairy tale queen,
The Parking lot
Was full of people all in awe,
They showed up
surrounded by the sirens call

So let me ask you,
Who beat the shit out of your face?
Another bruised lip,
Another tale of coming to age,
She hates you
for wrecking her fathers car,
Give it up kid
and let the drugs play their part

So let me ask you,
How many pills did you ingest?
You're raging out kid,
get out that angst and regret,
We're in the parking lot,
Julius Seizure spazzing out,

Lasering lights lay out
into the night,

"What did you take?"
"What would it take to
keep you from throwing up"
"Is it too late?"
"Is this your fate to be
that teen who's stuck in a rut"

The Father's whispering away
while he's waiting in the ICU
"I always knew he'd wind up
as worthless worm food anyway"
His ghost is whispering as well,
"You can't see me, but I see you"
He's Cursed now and whats worse
He's still watching her