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The fun only ends when you have to please others.
That's called work...
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A Pretty Girl's Suicide All the voices say She has such a pretty smile One that lasts for days Like it was plastered on her face All the voices say She wears such pretty clothes The colors that just stand out in a crowd Like she was a butterfly All the voices say She has such pretty eyes A mixture of green and blue Like where the ocean meats the sky All the voices say She has such pretty hair It would shimmer in the breeze Like dew on grass All the voices say She was such a pretty girl A girl who would make boys mouths water Like a freshly baked apple pie But pretty is as pretty does Every time she glimpsed a mirror It
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you can't feel through fabric
tonight the rain becomes the earth falling from hidden spaces in the sky and swollen clouds i hear it make mud of dirt, and lovers of friends and ask, quiet, where are you going but down? i’m not all there in the head you’re not all there in the head, my mother says i’m not all there in the head i repeat sometimes i’m there in my toes and fingers and heart as well and now - in this downpour moment- i lie on the street so warm that i think well that’s where love’s gotten to but where is your shirt n? oh someplace else and is that a light flickering in the house across the road? hide! i rush in soaken w
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when i look in the mirror.
one. things you touch turn silent. hearts can be blacked, burnt, ashy - but you take the ashes and burn, burn, burn them until there's only a memory left, a memory that's all edges and icicles. you leave me cold, empty and i don't want to breathe anymore. two. 'darling, you would do well to remember- you can't have a light at the end of the tunnel if you have no tunnel. darling, you would do well to remember - you are not empty. you are not empty. [it's still hurting, after all. it's still hurting and you don't want to live, but you're not empty.] darling, you would do well to remember- they love you. they love you, they love
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