Unfurnished Character

[kandyraverchick]

UNFURNISHED CHARACTER

Part. 1

You're missing something
The scorching winds mockingly whisper at you
But you disregard

Closet ghosts trace your footsteps
In the dim lit night
Sweet love from your ignorance
To it's star-crossed child

For no-one could empathise
Your unfurnised character

Part 2.

It's not that you're too boxed in
For others to comprehend
It's that you're too shallow
To realise you're nothing special

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heh. This was totally random! About no-one in particular...
My first posting!

 

[ButrosButros_Grantos]

Good, but scorching winds dont sound like whisperings, maybe pick another adjective.

 

[kandyraverchick]

Thanks Grant!

I guess it was intended as a metaphor...

 

[Raz]

It's not that you're too boxed in
For others to comprehend
It's that you're too shallow
To realise you're nothing special

This was my favourite part, it seemed the most insightful...I also like how you separated this into two distinct parts. Post s'more! :D

 

[neverwas]

It's that you're too shallow
To realise you're nothing special

i like that line. it made me laugh

 

[up all night]

Are you sure it's random? Cos it sounds like something I'd write about BBG. He's such an ass.

 

[kandyraverchick]

^ haha. Say it as you see it. I like that (seriously :D)

BBG can be an ass. I can a bitch. No wonder we get along.

However you're right, it was meant to be. Really, it was. It became of higher relevance for my fucked cousin halfway through though, so in the end it was a more a tribute to him and his like-minded crowd.