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As kids we're asked
What we want to be when we grow up
And whatever the answer -
That's our goal.
Our dream.
It's a promise
That we will succe..
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Felt the words sear through my skin,So I helped and carved them.Felt the pain splash into my being,So I helped let it run free.Felt the anger of every..
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II watchedAs the shower waterTurned to blood.I contributed.Scratched, cut, clawed,Bled and bled and bledUntil the walls were red.I wanted to die.I was..
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Her eyes glow like the moon,
deceptively kind,
as they rake over you.
An enchantress of the night,
she captures your gaze,
and pr..
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Theres an ocean in his eyes,
Drifting, dancing shamelessly
Through the ebbing water of night.
He makes me laugh when he makes me cr..
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Hes indescribable.
Which makes my job hard.
I’m meant to compare
And contrast -
Delve deep into who he is,
Create a picture..
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He’s got a weird face,
And bad music taste.
A loud laugh, and wrinkled cheeks.
Funny hair and a strange personality.
Hes a b..
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And I don’t know what to say.
Because I look at you, then me,
And, really, there’s no comparing.
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Someone told me I’m
obsessive,
compulsive,
But, no, not obsessive compulsive.
I’m a strange case, they say,
Peculiar ..
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You let me think
I had a friend
But now look at me;
I'm miserable
Because I was so naive.
Too naive to see
What you really
Thou..
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