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I know this pretty boy with pastel eyes Brown like itty bitty fireflies
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Tell me does the black ink swell up On your paper, like a spider full of blood?
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He’s avoiding me!
What did I do? I didn’t do anything.
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Maybe someday we might live together
La-la-la-la…
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Caught me drooling between the sheets of my bed My eyelids open but my heart shut up so quickly
by Tweedle Dum
38 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 24 10:09 PM
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He kept his hands crossed in front of him On the table where we were talking
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What did you even think of me?
I mean, damn it…could there be any less of an explanation?
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Shaking, skeletons on stilts
A voice in the hall shouts,
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I put my fist in my mouth These knuckles were meant to be sewn open
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There’s a twist around your head
The constriction of a python’s breath
by Tweedle Dum
29 lines, 4 comments,
on Dec 26 5:17 PM 2008
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I want that something else polished, mismatched,
I want something that bleeds
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It was a small price to pay To die in the eyes of May
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You stood on the vast edges of my heart
And I zipped up my jacket covering up my worries
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A ghost came out of my faucet
But he looked like an Angel to me
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Let’s ponder this absence of sunlight
When I don't jump so hard anymore
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Demanding the attention
Of the lost artifact under my bed
by Tweedle Dum
37 lines, 6 comments,
on Apr 25 10:51 PM 2008
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I wish I could be like you
Exactly like the rain that drips through
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You’ve kept me at an easy let go
The handcuffs behind my back
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You go inside, look around
And tell me what it’s like in there
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Open the door
Who did you expect to see?
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Horror struck the pitless room
The masked faces rotted
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I’ve been pacing an inch
Behind your silhouette
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Tell me why you’d like to die
When the sky is choked and begins to cry
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One day I’ll be walking in the rain
With my hope on a string
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I took a step back
Oh, look at me
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To tell you the truth
If we had just met
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Falling standing up
I tempted and I rushed
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Looking out the window
Raindrops falling on my face
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I better open my mouth
To think I could tell you anyway
by Tweedle Dum
52 lines, 7 comments,
on Nov 20 9:39 PM 2007
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Keep it to myself
Its okay there I know
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Vines trailing into a tree
Blossoming red death
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Ouch
Revolution shot in my face
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Come on,
I busted my brains for you
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I've been dead for too long
And I feel as if you are reading this over my shoulder
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