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Sometimes; I'll sleep badly
The cushion, it turns out, was taken by a friend's friend. It was in tip top condition and she'd felt guilty so she gave it back.
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Smack of a Kiss (or I Love You)
I want to split your lips with My fists shaped like split lips ps I don't like the title of this (I'll try and make it better)
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When I remembered two things (one after the other though)
I'd like to get a life or a new face Become a thing or even have a strange strange marriage You're not what you promised That's sick Even still so I'd settle for a sit down And a chat and a chat with you
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Are you really what you said you were when you said to us what you were with that smile on your face
Were any of the words that slid from your mouth like nurse home spaghetti ever anything but tricks to open our hearts (which are pure) so you could swallow them and eat them and grow almost as much as we shrank (but lasting shorter, the growing, because you're already shrinking back (I can tell from the things you said when you last said things in my direction) while we're just smaller now (little, little, small) to size).
The Trappist
I can no longer wash the dirt off of my hands. It's ingrained itself too deep into the ins and outs of my skin, rendering the surfaces of my palms...
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