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What they say The morning was long My eyes fixed to the ceiling Sound of cars, sound of rain, and solitude Alone with my thought, and the grim feeling A cold bed is pitiful That's what they say Mundane, tedious, routine Brush then rinse, splash then finish Drink a little eat and get dressed My hunger diminished A lonely house isn't a home That's what they say Took a stroll to the lake and sat Waited for excitement to find me Saw the people walking by and said nothing Shy in my skin with my thoughts behind me Don't let things pass you by That's what they say Wrote a love note to you And a fair well page to the rest Climbed the majestic oak for a view Placed the rope around my neck Didn't see that coming That's what they'll say. -XIN-
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
What they say
What they say The morning was long My eyes fixed to the ceiling Sound of cars, sound of rain, and solitude Alone with my thought, and the grim feeling A cold bed is pitiful That's what they say Mundane, tedious, routine Brush then rinse, splash then finish Drink a little eat and get dressed My hunger diminished A lonely house isn't a home That's what they say Took a stroll to the lake and sat Waited for excitement to find me Saw the people walking by and said nothing Shy in my skin with my thoughts behind me Don't let things pass you by That's what they say Wrote a love note to you And a fair well page to the rest Climbed the majestic oak for a view Placed the rope around my neck Didn't see that coming That's what they'll say. -XIN-
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
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