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I cant sleep anymore
I canít keep doing this.
Iím becoming a loser
Cause now I am so different.
I miss the things that Iím missing.
Iím just not so sure of itÖ.
any more
Communication through a stare.
No, I donít want to share.
Iíd rather not do this.
Weíve already been through this.
You already knew this
Before
I only blame myself
for my deliberate inconsiderate hell.
Now I adore me.
No it doesnít bore me
anymore
This is now stanza 4
Iíve been ready for a while.
Winking at the razor
I wont be seeing ya later
I think I just cracked a smile
and it felt better than it ever did
before
cause now Iím playing for me
and itís all for keeps
I know this time is
for sure


lamemansterms(*bands name Max's Dog)


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If a poet ruled the world......what a pleasant place it would be!
~L.T


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