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wish list:

Sewing Machine
Polaroid camera
Digital camera
Things for my house next year
More Canvases
Leather Backpack
Crochet Book
Some funky Jewelry to replace all the things i've lost
A Car

I do this thing where I think I'm real sick
but I won't go to the doctor to find out about it
Cause they make you stay real still in a real small space
As they chart up your insides and put them on display.
They'd see all of it, all of me, all of it,
All the good that won't come out of me

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Playgrounds are graveyards
And all of our scars are permanent

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 I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.