Too much time spent thinking of ways to die.
Sticky liquid
she woke kissing gypsies
passed us lying in the half-light
she walked
You're like kissing lipstick.
You're pasty, warm, and dry.
You're boring.
You bo
I am not to blame
I was a little girl
I am
living in the world of the "I don't understand"
treating our
I heard about your last words and I can't say
Blessed be
Messed up me
Should I feel different? Was I
Crying to
Never won a medal for bravery
Never won a medal for
here I lied, wide awake, feeling nothing...
here I lied
didn't speak,
pretty, young single mother
Buddy and Bean
loving, yes...the Brady Bunch, not
For the last twenty years,
She was sure and just waiting
"They are bitter little people
The are gonna scream a bit
The
And he always wrote
And he always called
And he never lied
'cause
It wore him down
His head was hanging sideways,
His lids were
I noticed it when I walked out
My small white world
was
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