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...I'm Rubber...You're Glue...

Retreating from every gawking stare
Uber-flexibility and grace
Bending and intertwining
Bracing myself for the humility
Eventually leading to my suicide
Remember me, the one who could bend it like cirque du soleil

Gritting my teeth as I pull the trigger
If only I had been normal
Regretting my life on display
Leaving it all behind for a better place

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Option -- Rubber Girl
Coney Island

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  • blankpage
    August 27, 2007

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    before you pull the trigger, Define normal. then ask others the same, bet you won't get the same anwser. nice writeing, we all feel like that sometimes, glad to know that