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Schools coming back soon
Bella ringing and getting pushed in the hallways
The feeling of going to a new school
New people
New classrooms
The pressure of having to complete assignments
The stress
Schools coming back soon
Bella ringing and getting pushed in the hallways
The feeling of going to a new school
New people
New classrooms
The pressure of having to complete assignments
The stress
For Ma Phyllis
There’s a small kingdom,With many people,Yet unknown to the worldThat mourns the loss of their Queen.
Street lamps
and the last train speeding through
ringing its arupt and startling bell
"clear the way" it says to an empty road
The night is dead
Here in a room, with a glass full of liquor.
And crushed to know, I desperately do need her.
Standing there, staring right towards a mirror.
Feeling helpless, like a tragic bum filled with anger.
I thought about you then
I wanted to fight for you
I didn't want it to end
I thought about you then
I wondered how you were doing,
I meant to call,
to tell you that I missed you
There was once a girl
who had given so much
of her heart away
that one day,
after giving her last piece,
she fell asleep listening to
Bon Iver,
and doed of a broken and
missing heart.
Darling, darling, eyes of jewels
Kiss me once, deem me a fool
Lover, lover, kiss of satin
In your embrace, I am a madman
Eternal love given by you
As a beauiful curse to me
These cold hands are stuggling
Can't get warm if anything
I try and try again
Only to get colder than
The heart of this dead body walking
I can't resist the coughing
Rest in peace grandma Joanne,
You'll be remembered by every woman and man.
You painted your past and your dreams,
You sewed quilts at their seams,
You helped the poor and healed the sick,
Dirt that hides itself underneath fingernails.Dry, cracked skin tells a hero's story.Years of hard work leave a calloused palmFirmly hangs on to pride and glory.
