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Different door to the same house
I can feel the difference in my knucklesHow they clench around my palmThe knock is harsherAnd new again I’m sure I’ve got the right placeJust come a bit too lateThey’ve changed the lock on the doorBut not the gateI can get into the gardenI can lie beneath the leavesI can look up to my old…
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Too much to ask?
Make me dance like the wind does the flowersAnd the breeze does the leavesMake me warm like the sun does the seaMake me cozy like the cushion does the sofaLike the vines do the treesMake me high like the smoke does my headThe powder, my noseThe slates, my bedLike the trees blow the leavesMake me…
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Please
You think you could hurt me?Well you didn’t, I swear I didn’t spend nights cryingPryingMyself to piecesLike, why didn’t you care?You think you can break me?I call this character buildingBlocks like Lego Who I amKick it downIve got a new diagramI rebuild myself better each timeYou think you can love me?Try harderPlease
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Falling trains
The train runs through pictures I wish would last longerThe babys crying is muted out by my musicI find myself falling in love with strangersAnd dangersThe water looks so appetising from far awayAnd voices sound so much betterWhen there’s no one I’d rather aroundThe train feels like I’m fallingAs the scenes pass from the back…
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Like poison
The droplets fall into my armsLike you once did on my roofThe quiet smashOf breakingThe loud hissOf boiling water on my tongueThe rubber gloves never protected me fromThese kinds of chemicalsThere scent carries infinite milesThe effects last much longer
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no creative freedom please
Everything is easier when it feels like a movieSomethings just sometimes,clickinto placeLike I have just directed the perfect sceneAnd no one has forgotten their linesBut, Most days are chaoticNo one sticks to their scriptI get lost in their mistakesWhy cant they be their charactersMost days feel like hellLike trying to organise a group of toddlersand…
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dried up paint
Scraping dried up paint from under my fingernailsWith a 2HWriting shit with too many detailsIts getting lateLying down by my bookKept company by my pencilsAnd my phoneBut its only decoration right nowI love it when an addiction is just decorI could be using it but I wouldn’t know what forTo pick you upTo start to…
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Boy bye
Sorry I’m not good enough What you wanted me to be Sorry I’m not good enough But you’re not good enough for me You try to perfect my flaws But I love my imperfections You try to bring me down But let me teach you a lesson See, I know I’m not perfect And know…
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oh
Her feet sway slightlyLifelessAll the blood goes there to dieHer knees are getting bluerHer skin begins to cryShe used to be so mightyNow lifeless her legs lieBut her mind is spinning circlesHer eyes as blue as the skyWatch out onto the openShe still holds her head highShe sits upon the window sillPins and needles moving…
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