The man in the fez with the Britney mic
Clemmy whispered something to him just after she'd gone under, while she was sat there, snorelessly inert.
To the Letter
Dear letter, I find your greed for significance alarming. The way you snap gobble every preposition and belch Nouns like bad burgers you refuse to contain. Why, Yesterday you
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Eyes Only for You (finished)
It's the finally finished version of the other one I have posted. So if you read that, read this and I promise there's a conclusion.
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I used to hate my sister
I remember, I used to imagine the milk you slurped with your bran flakes was not milk, but rather, it was bleach.
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Roses Are Red
Unless you walk in your sleep/which I hope you don't
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Arroz
how desparate would you be... to make a new life?
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I shall remain immortal
and I shall
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Seeing you Alone
Saw you standing there alone, too far away
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