Katana Candidates

Fools.
Did you think this was going to last?
Do you think you can have it all back?
You think your sickening life is sweet,
All it's worth is a nice clean hack.

Sanity logic and fairness vs.
Cold and curve and edge.
Young pink couple on their 2nd date,
They have found love, or so they guess,
You are responsible, you are to blame,
My lovely, happy katana candidate.

Echoes

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.

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I take my hatchet, and bury it,
Deep into your skull, through hair bone grey,
It's messy, distasteful even (it reeks of Pulp Fiction)
But you keep smiling away.

Drop the glass, it's not hard,
Just a sharp crack, you'll live;
Shatter, shock, shards I survive,
Echoes, faint and blunt, kill.

Eternal

Clementine: This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon.
Joel: I know.
Clementine: What do we do?
Joel: Enjoy it.

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Joel: I really need to go. I should catch my ride.

Clementine: So go.
Joel: I did. I walked out the door. I was too nervous. I thought, maybe you were a nut. But you were exciting. I felt like I was a scared little kid.
Clementine: You were scared?
Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
Clementine: Was it something I said?
Joel: Yeah, you said so go. Said it with such disdain you know?
Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry.
Joel: It's ok.
Clementine: I wish you had stayed.
Joel: I wish I had stayed too. I swear to god I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish... I wish I had stayed.
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Pretend we had one.

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Joel: Can you hear me? I don't want this any more! I want to call it off!