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In the margins
of our paper,
between the
red line and
the edge of
the page, we
find out who
we really are.
For in that
space, that
narrow sp..
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go ahead, guess. i dare you.
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i'm feeling kind of dizzy
stuck somewhere between sanity and my life
i've been searching all night
but i can't find which way is up
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Hey, do you remember how we're all imperfect? Well, if you didn't, NEWS FLASH: We are. Unfortunately, then, we all make mistakes. Take our writings he..
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i'mhanging onthe edge of my life,
my pathetic, muddled life.
it's beginning to hurt
and i don't think i can hang on much longer.
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don't look at me
i'm a fool
someday i'll figure this whole thing out
someday, but not today
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it's simple, dandylion,
as simple as you are.
we're friends,
but i still hope to kiss you someday.
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if i'd have known things weren't so complex
i wouldn't have spoke riddles
so i'm sorry
because i know you missed your sleep
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Silly Putty
Play Dough
GreenGak
Oh no
Hula Hoop
Hop Scotch
Jump Rope
Just watch
Knick-Knack
Patty Whack
Give the kid an 8-track
She's i..
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i start to begin:
in that moment,
it's just then
i realize
even after the pills,
i haven't got much time.
even though i have all the time
i tel..
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