February 2010
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Lolita
Glossed strips of flesh Young, some say too young Love doesn’t know age Lust only knows brushes of bodies and the smell of hair
I’m about to do a real bad thing It makes my smirk sharper
She’ll let me Beg me Thank me Eventually leave me Hate me
She’ll want the lights off He wont understand because she’s beautiful He’ll love the things taught her
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Love will make you do crazy shit it’ll make you lie to keep someone happy now, telling them forever when it’s really just till stuff works out with another girl.
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Sometime later, more than days less than weeks.
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I don’t write for her. I don’t write because of her. She isn’t a muse. I write because I enjoy it and because I can be proud of it.
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I don’t want to be with her but I just don’t want to wait for someone else to love me.
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Show me on the doll where I should touch you.
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He made time for her and she made lunch for him.
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I loved her like the last girl loved me.
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I can still taste the last meal you made me.
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Red Envelope Lady
Easily picked from the ordinary
I wish I smelt this on your skin You started this letter with a kiss
What does that mean? Thank you for the love Don’t thank me for something I have to do I can’t say I get you, but it’s a nice thought How could a girl like you ever feel alone
Will you wear that dress? It’s my goal too
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Why I'm Not A Doctor
Would I let one die to save hundreds? Yes
I’d watch a thousands die to cure something that kills millions I don’t consider this to be cold hearted It’s not a numbers game to me
You’re just being selfish You’d kill countless by inaction For what? Better sleep?
If I was the one to die for a cure Don’t put my name in the news Don’t talk me up as a hero...
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I’m sorry I didn’t make you better than you made me.
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I’m already looking for the band that’ll save me.
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I Don't Want to Miss You
I Don’t want to miss your smile Our naked hand puppet spiders The baby talk I’ve only ever done with you Our monster piles and kisses Your dreams that became mine
You make time disappear Next week I could be old with you If you leave me today will never end
I miss you already and my shoes are off my bed
You love the scruff on my face But I shaved it for us
We’re different...
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Mrs. Crawford
I can see the deceit you wear on your sleeves Rolled up showing off your outdated rebellion An open mind is always corrected Truth is a doorstop
This is when you choose to interfere? Do you know how many things I do let slide? Jewish people don’t eat dessert first Children were being abused
You want to ruin my life With your faux-martyr routine And passive aggressive guilt trips that you...