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Sitting in the stable,
Hanging with the crew,
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Changing all the colours,
Must prove that I'm better,
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I wait patiently,
For my love,
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I have a son named Parker,
He means the world to me.
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He said to stay home,
He was hanging with his buddies,
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A girl without a name,
Has whiskey on her breath,
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Snow white,
Emerged from her slumber,
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Crossing the border
Of your soul.
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Craving breakfast,
the best hungover cure.
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Crumbling away,
Lost Love.
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A wall,
safeguarding my heart.
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Broken promises,
Satin tears
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Jokes taken too far,
Heartbreak.
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Emotionally naked,
indifferent to fight.
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Reining darkness,
His allurement seizes me.
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As I look back now,
I wonder where it went?
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Like an antique
aged with dust.
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Seeing her sitting
all by herself,
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The world overwhelms me,
Inhaling like a cigarette.
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Voices ringing through my head,
As my stomach yells at me.
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Vigilant heart,
Afraid let go,
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Perceiving stares
glimmer brightly.
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Choices prevail,
souls impair.
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Goddess of darkness,
others adulate her every move.
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Uttering Words,
Hated by all.
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Inexcusable circumstance,
I will never be inquisitive again.
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Envisioning what your thinking,
Aching for your words.
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Body shakes,
Heart races,
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Abandoned parking lot,
victims in-cognizant.
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It's been ten years
still can't forget
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Slaying monsters,
mending hearts.
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A father's worst nightmare,
he captivates her essence.
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Coming to me
like answered prayers
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Wilderness breaths
on bloody skin.
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Like fresh air,
I inhale you
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Taking away my innocence,
I become another knot
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She left me outside alone,
to gaze at the dancing stars.
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Wait for me
at Heaven's gate.
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Torn between two fates,
not knowing where to turn.
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She was my princess,
I her fool.
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Waiting for the day
to finally arrive,
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Jealousy is my evil twin, that tries to ruin my happiness.
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The way they protect
my protective shield of armor.
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Telling me I'm worthless,
that I would immediately sink.
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She left without warning,
clothes were still on the hangers.
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Sirens blare,
kids start running.
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Porcelain skin,
fragile to touch.
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Abandoned by summer,
falls reject .
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Hatred consumes,
my heart begins
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Concealing your identity
to the naked eye.
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Finally arriving to the day
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If I were a month I would be: October! Halloween has got to be the best holiday!
If I were a day of the week I would be: Friday (Bring on
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