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im guilty-- biting my nail, biting my lip, biting my t o n g u e fidgeting, flickering eyes that go on and off, on and off me im chronic, nervous, in a state of mind your own business im obsessed with looking down at my feet as i walk ___ im forever stuck in this awkward edge-of-pubescence b o d y when i've already died a few hundred times over ___ i dont have ******* i have two hearts, beating out of my chest ___ im fragile, tender, might just topple over or burst into a million pieces of confetti, in my room: its always somebody's birthday that somebody is me but i don't know somebody, perhaps i used to know me perhaps i never did ___ sometimes i want oranges: bright, round, yellow fresh, spunky, don't-give-a-fuck ill roll whenever you put me down im just a lemon: yellow, iffy-butty please dont put me down ___ i just want someone to know me (love me) i just want to be an orange: i wanna be what i seem nothing to go off about nothing to get put down about ___ i come as i am and i get sent back home for it you see-- i know nothing all too well
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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im guilty-- biting my nail, biting my lip, biting my t o n g u e fidgeting, flickering eyes that go on and off, on and off me im chronic, nervous, in a state of mind your own business im obsessed with looking down at my feet as i walk ___ im forever stuck in this awkward edge-of-pubescence b o d y when i've already died a few hundred times over ___ i dont have ******* i have two hearts, beating out of my chest ___ im fragile, tender, might just topple over or burst into a million pieces of confetti, in my room: its always somebody's birthday that somebody is me but i don't know somebody, perhaps i used to know me perhaps i never did ___ sometimes i want oranges: bright, round, yellow fresh, spunky, don't-give-a-fuck ill roll whenever you put me down im just a lemon: yellow, iffy-butty please dont put me down ___ i just want someone to know me (love me) i just want to be an orange: i wanna be what i seem nothing to go off about nothing to get put down about ___ i come as i am and i get sent back home for it you see-- i know nothing all too well
sheepskyny
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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