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conni_crackdoll
17 October 2009 @ 04:35 pm
Let's see...

Fever reduction in the ibuprofen,
A simple crack under my feet.
May cause drowsiness, alcohol may intensify,
A word slurred,
unintentionally understood.

Four, five, seven, nine, twelve.
I dare you to keep track.
Thank you for sharing.

Shining too bright in the sun,
I can't be outside.
The cool breeze opens my eyes.
Why can't we all hide
behind darker eyelashes?

I wish he could see.
Outside all day.
Blind, blind, blind.

Pop, and convince yourself they work.
Lock, pain is all in your own thoughts.
Drop, you are just a clumsy man.

Four, five, seven, nine, twelve.
I dare you to keep track.
Thank you for sharing.

And I can't help but be oblivious.
I won't stop myself from being aware.
You are obvious and obnoxious.
Swaying, swaying,
pulling your wounded arm over.
As if, if only, it could protect you from yourself.

Four, five, seven, nine, twelve.
If you can continue to keep track,
than I just haven't taken enough, yet.
Thank you for sharing.
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Emotion: bored
Healing: And you wished all your dreams would come true, hey!
 
 
 
 

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