This is my fine, bone white china
with dainty pink flowers
rimmed in platinum.
My shiny silver platter
polished to a perfect glass sheen -
a cruel mirror of my reflection.
My two-karat Princess cut diamond
with sharp, cutting edges
in a too-weak setting.
This is my inheritance:
more than jewels or gold,
more than wealth or pride
Aside from the tangible or concrete,
your only surviving legacy
is the madness that thrives deep within me.
Fun stuff... really.











I don't want to be an alcoholic on top of everything else. and I don't want you to either. tho, I started having a smoke once in a while. them dirty things..but I need it right now. especally at night. 




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