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And my mind is blank.

With cigarette butts lying hopelessly on the ground,
be carefully you might stand on them,
don't move!

And my heart it stops,

I wider if we shot the flock of flying birds,
would they stare at us with their evil little eyes,
don't shoot!

And my body crumbles,

When you told me i was a b**ch, when people were b**Ching about me,
Why cant you see?

I'm more Innocent then the elephant in the Zoo, trying to feeds her piglets!
Saying, "Moo! I am a dog, and why did you steal my oxygen thank?"

Is life just a show, or is it something meaningful to you, smelly you.,
Why are you a b**ch?
A mean cold which,
Just cause we broke up,
Can you not move on.,
And now I've messed up this poem!
Or was it meant to be a song?

WELL I JUST DON'T KNOW!
Like the dog trying to chase his tale, and then running into a coal-mine.

Can you just see!
The possibilities of OPENING YOUR EYES!

And now the steady beat shall slow...
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.And my breathing shall commence..
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.As I lose the pills....
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.I've been taking for the last week and a half and twice every second day.

Why is my rainbow raining?
And why is everyone turning around in circles like little dots on a frying pan, now this is making me hungry,

SEE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?

I DON'T NO WAT THIS IS!

But I am content!!!
With my earwig and a box of cigarettes, maybe a lighter if I remember.