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“Hey man, saying this for your own good.”  
i am sorry i am sorry if you confused me for home usually flowers do that too.   i dont blame you for doing that i dont blame you for throwing words into the sky
Him
Him Twisted, violent Charming, sickening, terrifying The reason I can't sleep anymore Mort
Today is the day I have a date today With a guy who just seems great He is just like me in countless ways We have the same order at Subway
"Does death frighten you?" she asked as she sipped her warm coffee. I replied with a simple "No." Sitting across from the interviewer. An easy answer to such a complicated question.
Sugar-coated cinnamon sticks,Your fingers pluck them from a dusty glass jarOn a honey-baked solstice day. Sun shining bright, bright in my eyes,And in yours,
You broke me Threw me to the Floor Let me Shatter Glass everywhere
And she scratched and clawedAt her fragile skin,Ripping off scabs and scars,Watching the red begin surface.The blood dripped down her legsUntil it blended with thered of her toenails.
I sit here; you sit there I try to avoid your sidelong stare Your hands are twitching by your side I ignore the nerves you try to hide   This is why I don't go out on dates
The rain drops fall, caressing her face The tight curls of her hair unwinding Her eyes look down, words lost in space   Her hands cross slowly, searching, finding A small bit of solace in each other
We approached the counter, side by side.
Can we make a date; can we make a date for life; can we make a date for summer swings and long soft snowy nights; Can we make a date?   for dreams: for songs: for hair too long
You make look beatiful on the outside but on the inside you might be the opposite. They say your sweet and innocent but you can just be another counterfit.
You make look beatiful on the outside but on the inside you might be the opposite. They say your sweet and innocent but you can just be another counterfit.
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