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Awaiting paint to dry. Awaiting sounds to hit my ears. Flavors of colours range from blueberry to ink. Colours are tricky and so is yellow. Found myself caught in a trap today. Shaped like a saxaphone. Sounded like a place I don't want to be. Soundtracks are for nerds. Words are for people who don't know how to speak, or eat. Sounds are for blind people and sight is for the weak. Spinspinspin in the direction of three. Her name has four letters. This is the stuff movies are made of. May be simple but you didn't think of it. 46 days and counting. How will things change. Will they be grey or blue. Will the bell ring allowing me to step up for once. But you make me happy when lately it seems nothing ever does. I steal but I'm not very good at it. Does this bother you because I don't want to do that. I think this is a terrible recollection of what I want this to be. Awake in the middle with his arms around you. Smile, move closer. Apart from the light everythings great. He even makes you like the heat. Comfortable at least. Ten point five hours 'till it's safe to be with him. Under covers drenched in us I will always feel okay. Eyes the colour of nothing we've had. Hair with a lack of length and pigment. But it's something I've grown to love. Made me feel things and now my pen is hurting my inside. Minus certain letters as you see fit. Enter it for my evaluation. Clothing that seems to be inverted. Friends of four years have gone across the country. Talking to past mentors is easier then dealing with the crazies. Weekends in basements that belong to my mother. Turned into an adult with the hands of a child. Eyes of a monster. Heart of a confused girl. 4 parts whole. Amazing to think we can have the guidance without the past.

Can you think of something I will want to listen to for more then seven races. Do you only like me when your drunk. What song reminds you of me. Countless countess. Intrigue the interest in me. Replace fingernails with televisions. Replace brains with computer chips. Fourteen marketing schemes in one. Haven't watched since you left. Seven months songs long pens buttons. Things that have you in them. Spiral rings hats and bags. Patent them and shot them out with your name in bold. You ahve nine quarters of my insides and I have called to get them back to no prevail. Trips to Tdots just to get away. I see one comming up very soon. You should join me when I turn fifteen. Fantomas and trips to the school. Music stores and UNKLe Rosies Strangeland Blue Velvet Out Of Their Minds. Best friends and lovers. Have more fun any day with you. Too many conversations to end in a rattled girl. I itch your itches rub your back kiss you better. After three months I thought I would stop caring. Pull me back. Trapped again in the greatest place I don't want to be. So here's the deal. Come back and I will love you till you die. I will make you so happy. You will never want to leave. I will do everything for you. I love you. And you will never be here again.

Black controller three.
Wipe the hormones off your face. Sit back in your seat watch the world pass you by. Study others was films but don't interact.Self portraits with green olives are terribly pleasing. Half of a face covered in shame. Nights filled with responsibility bring out the real me. Realize I would rather be with a temporary then be uncouncious for hours to prepare. I just love to be wanted. Ink stained sheets with paint on al four sides. Music's too loud at 6:22 in the AM. Fade the prange into green and place the facial features on after. Sensitive body parts are the ones more pleased. Painful in a weak kind of way. Snakes and New Years Eves plans run through your brainmaze everytime I pass that corner. Bag sales and fresh sweaters pre-used in a park. Wooden memories always remain. Double my education and call me a fool. Watch him walk away into the nothing this has become. Spiral out into the state of acceptance. He won't bother you one day.

Description
Awaiting paint to dry. Awaiting sounds to hit my ears. Flavors of colours range from blueberry to ink. Colours are tricky and so is yellow. Found myself caught in a trap today. Shaped like a saxaphone. Sounded like a place I don't want to be. Soundtracks are for nerds. Words are for people who don't know how to speak, or eat. Sounds are for blind people and sight is for the weak. Spinspinspin in the direction of three. Her name has four letters. This is the stuff movies are made of. May be simple but you didn't think of it. 46 days and counting. How will things change. Will they be grey or blue. Will the bell ring allowing me to step up for once. But you make me happy when lately it seems nothing ever does. I steal but I'm not very good at it. Does this bother you because I don't want to do that. I think this is a terrible recollection of what I want this to be. Awake in the middle with his arms around you. Smile, move closer. Apart from the light everythings great. He even makes you like the heat. Comfortable at least. Ten point five hours 'till it's safe to be with him. Under covers drenched in us I will always feel okay. Eyes the colour of nothing we've had. Hair with a lack of length and pigment. But it's something I've grown to love. Made me feel things and now my pen is hurting my inside. Minus certain letters as you see fit. Enter it for my evaluation. Clothing that seems to be inverted. Friends of four years have gone across the country. Talking to past mentors is easier then dealing with the crazies. Weekends in basements that belong to my mother. Turned into an adult with the hands of a child. Eyes of a monster. Heart of a confused girl. 4 parts whole. Amazing to think we can have the guidance without the past.

Can you think of something I will want to listen to for more then seven races. Do you only like me when your drunk. What song reminds you of me. Countless countess. Intrigue the interest in me. Replace fingernails with televisions. Replace brains with computer chips. Fourteen marketing schemes in one. Haven't watched since you left. Seven months songs long pens buttons. Things that have you in them. Spiral rings hats and bags. Patent them and shot them out with your name in bold. You ahve nine quarters of my insides and I have called to get them back to no prevail. Trips to Tdots just to get away. I see one comming up very soon. You should join me when I turn fifteen. Fantomas and trips to the school. Music stores and UNKLe Rosies Strangeland Blue Velvet Out Of Their Minds. Best friends and lovers. Have more fun any day with you. Too many conversations to end in a rattled girl. I itch your itches rub your back kiss you better. After three months I thought I would stop caring. Pull me back. Trapped again in the greatest place I don't want to be. So here's the deal. Come back and I will love you till you die. I will make you so happy. You will never want to leave. I will do everything for you. I love you. And you will never be here again.

Black controller three.
Wipe the hormones off your face. Sit back in your seat watch the world pass you by. Study others was films but don't interact.Self portraits with green olives are terribly pleasing. Half of a face covered in shame. Nights filled with responsibility bring out the real me. Realize I would rather be with a temporary then be uncouncious for hours to prepare. I just love to be wanted. Ink stained sheets with paint on al four sides. Music's too loud at 6:22 in the AM. Fade the prange into green and place the facial features on after. Sensitive body parts are the ones more pleased. Painful in a weak kind of way. Snakes and New Years Eves plans run through your brainmaze everytime I pass that corner. Bag sales and fresh sweaters pre-used in a park. Wooden memories always remain. Double my education and call me a fool. Watch him walk away into the nothing this has become. Spiral out into the state of acceptance. He won't bother you one day.