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Beat me baby! My wails make you smile,
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The seemingly endless night roared outside the bedroom window. I drank my cup of tea, sat alone in the rocker where you used to go.
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I keep walking on
this ground which does not belong
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Oh, what a sight!
Airplanes take off,
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I’ve bathed in your dirty bath water long enough My coffee is cold, better drink up.
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Why, hello. Mr. Monoxide, Carbon, right?
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Little bows on the boxes tied to perfection.
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I want my innocence back. for purity I always lack
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Don't throw in the towel not yet,
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i know you have your days when you are in a daze
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My life is like holding a puddle, for water slips through my cracked skin.
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Everything I write is contrite and foolish to the tenth degree
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Remember when you pushed me
and I fell.
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Oh, how I devoured that
red delicious apple yesterday,
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I have always marched to the beat
of my own drummer
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I am looking for confidence.
I do not know what poise feels like
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I have written
a letter to Laura
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There is nothing left to live for, the world has faded black.
I almost there, now there will be no turning back.
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Smelling the chill of a winter's morning,
Waking up reluctantly for another tiresome day.
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I was walking along, minding myself one day,
when a slippery snake stopped me, only to say,
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We sat together and talked until I was blue in the face,
I buried my head, I was such a disgrace,
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Oh! What a thrill -
my arm instead of an apple
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Oh! What a day -
the day I said I would forever cease,
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In the springtime of my youth it was stolen - a thievery -
the white pearl my mother had bestowed upon me
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You speak words with melody, softly, sweetly, like a bird sings
and I could listen to talk for an eternity and never grow tired.
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In the springtime of my youth it was stolen - a thievery -
the white pearl my mother had bestowed upon me
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I pace the hallway
but am reprimanded for exercise
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Don't be fooled he does cause the bruises,
but he would never lay a finger on her.
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i walk down the hallway
but my feet don’t belong on the tiled floor
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The dirty girl fell down to her knees,
But she wasn’t begging.
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The secret was out.
She hid her face behind her heaps of long hair.
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She rambles on,
like the teacher from Charlie Brown.
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Please God don’t let me get trapped in one of those
staying together for the kids, sleeping in different bedrooms worlds.
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And I don’t care what you think about
Me
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