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Welcome to the world
Whenever I feel like turning back I continue on 
I take left in 500 feet
Near the whitest curb 
And follow through
I see the brand new 
You and me equals me alone
You and I is not quite home 
Trust no one there, and no one from the dome
Its like the “say and do” are “no and calm”
I can’t speak for you 
I can’t speak to you 
I can’t speak
I can eat
I can sleep 
I can crumble to my feet 
In a pile of mess and un -neat
In a drum of deadbeat
In a slum of red meat
And I am there in the bean bag chair with messy hair and a blank stare with out a care
Where have it, and I, and them all gone?
Where is he, and was he then when I stood strong? 
Lie and shake, and ache, and quake ‘til dawn. 
Noise and hate, and spat, and date him wrong.
In the wrong 
So right now 
I am stamping this page of white with heart of red
I’m living ,living, living here ‘til I’m dead
I’m messed up in the head 
I’m a freakin' mess for ink and lead
Die the next page of white; I cry in letter form
Next to the freakin' door on the floor, and I swore 
I would love him no more
I hate him no more
I love me now and I tore the pages of the past onto the floor
Onto a flame
And there they burned away
And here I came

Jess

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