

lifepretty flowing lines of movement smiling as i pass them by making faces at me laughing hoping that one day i'll die i can see them smiling happy knowing they will never see me as happy as they appear never let me simply be i cannot withstand their tourment i can see my broken cage i am just an understudy on this morbid, lonely stagelife
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Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
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longing to be dragged thru dirty streets
wrapped up in clean white sheets
:-/
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longing to be dragged thru dirty streets
wrapped up in clean white sheets
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Happiness: We rarely feel it.
I would buy it, beg it, steal it,
Pay in coins of dripping blood
For this one transcendent good.
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longing to be dragged thru dirty streets
wrapped up in clean white sheets
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longing to be dragged thru dirty streets
wrapped up in clean white sheets
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