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You are tired, its physical it the age.

Go see a shrink or take a pill,

or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll,

you need to sleep.

Make yourself better, buy a hat or a pet,

take up dancing to forget.

Forget?

Forget what?

Forget whatever was done to you that day of the lawn party.

When you came inside the house, flushed with the sun,

in your new dress with the ribbon and the ice cream smear,

and said to yourself in the bathroom mirror "I am not the favorite child"

My darling, when it comes right down to it,

and your dreams trouble you, and you are trapped beneath a

burnig car, What does it really matter?

(written by a special Friend, Put on site by Salem)

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Posted by Salem
Thu, 04/17/2008 - 18:18
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a friend of mine wrote this,

Submitted by Salem on Thu, 04/17/2008 - 18:19.

a friend of mine wrote this, and she wanted me to put it up.  Feel free to comment.

Do not say you know me, because you don't. It is worthless to try.



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hey

Submitted by WhiteNoise on Fri, 04/18/2008 - 18:15.

i think its ok, kinda choppy though...Sealed



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