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Tear drops dripping
My world is slipping...
Eyes cried out...
No one knows what I'm really about.
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Happy as can be a sugar rush like ' weee '
Fun trip down the slide big and yellow
silver and wide!
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A dreamer to be a dream I see
A dreamer I am a dream I flea.

This girl has got me the best I can be!

But feeling so blue...
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Darkness surrounds me the light amist...
air tight my bubbles goes around anything but bliss...
Feels as though my crown was tiffed.
Rollin around in my bubble so me...
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5.

Stepping back, a greater look
This girl has it all, im hooked.
my life fading by like the picture she took...
everything i do is mixing up im startin to feel like a lonely cook...
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All my life, I was told to accept the truth... Face the consequences... 'Listen kid, you do the crime you do the time... Ain't nothin' else to it! ' So walkin this fine line road... Naw this aint a poem... This is cold. Feelin like im oh soo cool...
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The love is a flake... throw it in the oven and hit bake... the lies shes telling is moving me away... but the love for her... is making me stay... I said i wouldnt care either way... I lied and now today... Im feeling her my way... The love... it lost... The story to tell... My emoticons FELL... sitting here... drowning in sheer..
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Drip Drip Drip...

Tear drops dripping
My world is slipping...
Eyes cried out...
No one knows what I'm really about.
Haters talking...
Friends un-locking.
The truths behold...
The devilish lair...
The one I love... Gives a hurtful glare.

Eyes so wet...
I've come gone...
but they just let...
me sit on the lawn.

A chess game... forever true...
A simple Pawn for me and you.
The days grow by... The simplistic cries.
Sometimes I just... want to dies...

And the drips... keep falling.
The one I want... Shes not trying.
The hero i seek... rather not meet.
The lover I need... Rather be beeds...
a necklace to low... My tear drops
thats where they flow.

Drip drip drip... Feeling so low.
I feel as i should move to the north pole...
Become an eskimo...
But I just say no!

Standing to my feet...
Drip drip drip...
These tears wont get the best of me.

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