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Jokes on us

so we walk and talk a lie
Can't you see it too

I think we're in the same boat
I guess you can call it luck

Or fate if you choose
Misery and contempt

We wait for everyone to disappear to be our real selves
Life isn't all it's cracked up to be

I trust you so blindly
So you trust me too

Joke's on us
We're two fakes with the sam name

Same face
Same jokes

Same thinking
Same type of dream

Abilities strained by foggy mists
We trust so blindly

We are the same person
I have two halves

Male in mind
female in others

I am the jokeer
and I am harley quinne

The same person
wrapped up in a falsity

false sence of taste
False way of life

I try day in and day out to be the same consistancy
But to no avail I am the person who is spolit down the middle

I am the joker and the girly one
I am the one you don't want to meet

I am the woman who is two but one
I could reach inside and then twist your lungs into laughter

what does it really mean

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  • bloodletting
    February 10, 2009

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    hmmm... pondering on this new one here my lady friend. a striking voice from a person so unsure. Maybe if we spend enough time together... you won't have to wonder where you belong anymore.
    My intent is to reassure, as always.