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Sometimebetween my last bumper car rideand my first girlfriendI forgot a lot of
things.I forgot the excitement of an amusement parkwith its swirling ..
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Glibbo
was still ploggering numbishly when The Gorb entered.
“Arro,”
he blarbed, waggling flabbishly.
The
Gorb let out a rasp, gr..
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Drag me in at six a.m. chained to my backpackHalf asleep, in my most vulnerable stateShackle me to your chairs and desksSquare holes and round pegs.An..
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I feel your
pain as you tear yourself away from reality and slam into the pouring rain
outside with Sum 41 still blaring in your ears, even though y..
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I need someone to stop me
This train wreck, screeching,
Self-destructing
I need someone, I need something.
Living is like pulling teeth,
Roots..
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I will write the words
And you can do all the work
And tell me what they mean.
He sits before a vast canvas
A mirror of his empty thoughts
An..
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Anthem for the uninspired
Sitting listless, languid, tired
Concentration breaking, tearing
Boredom crushing, dark, despairing.
Sluggish mo..
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