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everyday.

it's time to pull the blinds back & feel my skin prickle
scratch my thigh in attempt to wake up
flip my next card over
dance inside where no one can see
use my toothbrush to point out skin impurties
make my bed in a horrible fashion
wear a wrinkled shirt and say it's alright
hug my arm to stay in touch with myself
rip at my narrled cuticules
smile in the mirror and grimace with my eyes closed.

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yeah thats about it.

dah, dah dah.

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  • parachute fog
    January 3
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    the ending lines created a prolonged nothingness, that i still feel as i type this.


  • acoustical
    January 2
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    ohh.

    it's kind of way too sad.


  • autarky
    January 2
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    godawful way of starting off 2009.


  • divebar
    January 2

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    somebody messaged me while i was commenting. fucking rude. lol

    lots of verbs. i like this. its on the move.
    and so are your clappies. go party, you guys.


  • chloris
    January 1
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  • jaws theme song
    January 1
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    glum but it works


  • charcoal
    January 1

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    I like it...

    "make my bed in a horrible fashion
    wear a wrinkled shirt and say it's alright
    hug my arm to stay in touch with myself"

    and the last line works beautifully.

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