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white noise footworkwhen you leave i'll walk on pastwhite noise footwork
when we talk i'll talk right back
when i turn then you'll turn too
talk to me (i'm leaving you)
by ~EmoSunshineMuffin
what is it to grow.i'm over the mountains and cold kisses, colder hands gliding, flying, running escaping myselfwhat is it to grow.
i'm past that, really
it's okay if you don't talk anymore i don't want to hear it, don't need the crying, laughing, faking blaming on "coping mechanisms" blaming for everything
i'm really over the past the fighting
i feel ready to love again hold her, tell her care, caress, adore commit to something new commit myself to someone new - - - - -
i find myself rewriting unsent notes to say
by ~EmoSunshineMuffin
caneeyes rolling back and who knows what you're looking for eyes thick with black molasses yeah who knows what you're looking forcane
in all the wrong places eyes rolling black watching flies gather in all the wrong places what you're looking for back behind your eyes rolling back black molasses flies
by ~EmoSunshineMuffin
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Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds, baked into a pie.
When the pie was opened, the birds began to sing;
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"Put the world on notice I'm ruined and I know it.We threw the game from the start. I'm desperate and devoted the secret no one told us. My songs know what you did in the dark."
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