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happy birthday to meee
chloee

i'll just sink into the earth
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and let my body get what
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it deserves; a thousand
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year old desert dirt to show
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me what i'm worth. i curse
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in verses, but what's worse is
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my heart is hurting and i'm thirsty
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for something dirty, something
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worthy of something worthless;
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something warm for something
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heartless.      and again, 'til then,
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i'll just play dead. i'll just rest
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this lonely head, all my thoughts
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will surely stop and all my
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worries shred. i will sleep here
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until fall, until these walls fall
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down like all these leaves
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off trees, they lose them all
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and the grass gets orange
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with greed.
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10 Mar 07


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