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in my head in my head he doesn’t know what can be said he thinks I’m shallow but I’m not deep instead I’m not a **** so I drink until I’m sick in my head in my head he doesn’t know what can be said in his world its all about him nothing else sink or swim he doesn’t know in my head what can be said he doesn’t know that deeper thoughts lay within not just the outer shell that can be seen what a snot uptight he can’t see beyond but I’m not so I can see different perspectives that lay within thick or thin lay beneath or between shoot yourself your not worth my time benign smaller and smaller like a tumor tick tock don’t stop good night I am right

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Book: Shattered Sighs