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the person i always thought i was lies broken in the dirt
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blossoms in the wind that float the petals flush and rosy scented
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You're something I've never had before
A friend that never asks 'what for?'
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sticky popsicle stick flung backward landing in a puddle of poo
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why am I so desperate for a friend
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There are days that go by as if caught in a wind a gust so strong you couldnt withstand it for anything
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in a swirl of scarlet she had twirled out of reach her silken skin beyond the grasp of eager fingers
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consummate and drity
inaccurate equivocator
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he held me while i cried
lashes dripping heartbreak
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what'll I do when my brains finally finish melting? slip-drip out of my ear canal
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eyes left.. tilt eyes right.. sway
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when did life become something to think about there has always been a future
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There is something glorious about it all
something that enthralls the soul
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the word 'holiday' stings my ears
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Laughing eyes tell me that it takes time oh how my fingers tingle with the urge
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a little poof of smoke springs up
snatching moisture from my tongue
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When you called me I wept. Bitterly.
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there's somethin' 'bout them
scimpy PT gear
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I just caught myself with a dopey look on my face
smiling as I ramble jamble walk down the hall
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that you dont shut the bathroom door the gallons of beer all over my floor
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listen to those sad love songs
about unbeautiful life
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La, what grace and silken sweetness lolls radiantly
Movements of deadly turbulence worn with sultry indifference
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We have
A chemical reaction
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