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Dec 2011
taste the tears of my scattered dreams
dance in them, play.
or sit back in your so called throne
and watch me stumble my way through life
tripping over my toes
falling into the cracks in the sidewalk
chewing bubble gum and
blowing soap bubbles along the way,
making a wish every time I catch one on my nose.
Written by
viktoria
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   heather
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