clairehatesme

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yawner

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[clairehatesme]

i have everything, and simultaneously have nothing, i feel the air fill my lungs but cannot see it. i touch my wounds but do not feel their severity, i am nothing but the feelings i have so what am i when there are none? my nerve endings are cold

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American spirit cigarette packages

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i’ll disappear

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i hate myself but that’s ok, bec.uuuuhhhhhs it’s cool now!

[clairehatesme]

Please them, do tricks for them

Seasoned and filtered friends

Wash off the scaley ends

Sun rays he never sends

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i don’t think i’ll ever know what to do with myself, i don’t think ill ever know where to swing my arms. i don’t think i’ll ever know how to rest my head, i don’t think i’ll ever know where the sky stops and the ground begins, i don’t think i’ll ever eat again i don’t think i’ll ever dream again i don’t think i’ll ever feel the warmth of the summer wind, i don’t think i deserve words let alone thought, i don’t want anything i don’t want anyone. i don’t want myself

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Gone are the days when the young thrive, so will you light my cigarette?

I'll be gone when the leaves turn.

Oh what say you love?

I fear a black out night is coming. I'll push it farther away

I would start this over if I had anything to say.

Tonight if you see the sky through the cracks in the ceiling, know that I see it too, it's all I know. All I know is to let go and all I know is gone.

They'll wake me up tomorrow and we'll face this city again.

It's all we'll ever know. So I live to forget.

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my friend you mean, everything to me.

i know you’re tired, drink off my wires.

my friend you’ll see, what you mean to me.

i know you’re tired, our milks expired.

and now you’ll see, what great friends we’ll be.

i know it’s over, a kiss, a clover.

the day has burned, i’m still hungover

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over and over and over again

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shirts i’ve made

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faux pas

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i’m floating take me to sea, i’m drifting it’s all i’ll ever be, it hard to feel real i grasp at the strings, they cut through my hands and leave me to bleed, now i’m a mess it’s my fault now i’m a mess it’s my fault

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