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Please don't come back for my dead body in the Woods. At least there my corpse would be the king of the Flies And my soulless body won't only be home to Depression and Anxiety and
I say its clear that you don’t care whether i live or die to say you gave your all isn’t fair cause you didn’t even try Save me the tears
Hands Of him to invade me to intrude to be ill mannered and uncouth to me Hands Dating the clock so faithful so diligent so painless so fast so slow Hands
Blood drips above your lips Your heart beats in hyper drive We’ll reach the sky when it is dawn You’ll never cry because I’m never gone
She came early today She said she took the long way And had something to say She told me some lies She told me some truth She told me she tries Sometimes what’s the use
I am from the brown house with the dead end sign in the little cul-de-sac.
I am from plane rides at a week old, from always knowing there was something special about my family. I am from always knowing I was adopted.