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I'm sick of missing
and wondering why I am not missed... Mutually.
My dad just told me he can't live like this anymore.
I want him to kill himself...
[Ouch.]
Remember to remember me.
Standing still in your past.
Is this what you two do?
Seat at Quiznos?
No it is just that....
When you ask me how I am
and what I've been doing,
I'll just say,
I've been laughing at every joke,
dragging my blanket blindly
and of course filling my heart with smoke.
[You look at everything different
and give everyone last looks.
You plan road trips
and cry at someone else's smiles.]