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By Megan Slankard, Addy gotta tattoo
She bought it with another month of working
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By Megan Slankard, Morning is born, 6:24
Gabriella wasn't sure if she was really
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By Megan Slankard, As I sat the moon started rising
I'm swinging on the
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By Megan Slankard, “First of all,†he said, “what is this?
Are you trying
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By Megan Slankard, "Those soles are comfort"
She said "that's credit card"
New shoes walking
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By Megan Slankard, It's still kinda early to watch the sun go rising
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By Megan Slankard, I set down my fairy tales
I tipped my glass over
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By Megan Slankard, Two cigarettes glowed on the front porch swing
The wind picked
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By Megan Slankard, It's a hot one, leaning on the wall
Like a monkey
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By Megan Slankard, These walls are 'specially thin
I guess I paid for the
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By Megan Slankard, Pierre is walking
Under a red umbrella
The clouds look like an
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By Megan Slankard, I paced the room, I paced the floor
I heard him
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By Megan Slankard, Can I help it if I think you're evil?
Can you
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By Megan Slankard, On my knees
Not that you can help me
I have changed
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By Megan Slankard, Maybe I can't bend all the way
Without breaking slightly
But I
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By Megan Slankard, Lately
I watch the coffee perk
Give my cup a stir
“It looks
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By Megan Slankard, Hello, it's me again
I tried to call you yesterday
I tried
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By Megan Slankard, If I were a mocking bird
I'd mock you
In soft winds
And
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By Megan Slankard, Dawn looked through the wall
Where she saw the end
Then someone
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By Megan Slankard, He said, "practice Electra
You might need me someday
Though the wind
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By Megan Slankard, I turned on the radio just the other day
I let
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By Megan Slankard, You call you call
The tv’s up the lights are on
You
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By Megan Slankard, I'm being hopelessly optimistic—you're an honest crook
The poor reputation your
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By Megan Slankard, Strictly Mr. Thompson goes to work everyday
Except Saturdays, Sundays, and
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By Megan Slankard, Down by the Mississippi, buried in the mud
Is a five
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By Megan Slankard, On a wayward sail
In the middle of the ocean
Drenched in
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By Megan Slankard, It's too bad I don't like you anymore
Yes it's too