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Post by Dailydiagnosis on May 31, 2011 13:36:16 GMT -5
I bring it up among friends Blank faces covered with thoughtless blank stares Change everything, Talk of the magazine Attention was never covered Now, you fill with worry So just tell your life: Hurry It's the only way out, since your conscious state of mind Is all dried up and has ran out of time
But you still have me The old one, the one with a rotting braindead fetish waiting to cry out SINCE WHEN COULD I NOT SEE? SINCE WHEN DID I START A FALLING OUT? WHY DID I END UP ALONE? WHY DID YOU EVER LEAVE? I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING. YOU LEFT ME DYING ON THE FLOOR WITH THIS CONSTANT HEAVE.
Defining crazy, not through words, but through a sudden burst of poetry. Giving ifs, ands, buts, never letting my inner out Locking it all up in my pantry. Letting it build the courage to shout: SINCE WHEN COULD I NOT SEE? SINCE WHEN DID I START A FALLING OUT? WHY DID I END UP ALONE? WHY DID YOU EVER LEAVE? I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING. YOU LEFT ME DYING ON THE FLOOR WITH THIS CONSTANT HEAVE.
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