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I am so in love    with the idea of normal That it is so ******* sick And you,    with your shiny, naive smile, Are the epitome of untainted And it makes me want to *****    how desperately I crave to push you to the edge To push you as far as I can    and see If you will crumble to ashes in my hands Or perhaps you will trip off the abyss    and try To drag me down to hell with you But hell is the domain    that I call my own One I have been praying to sink back into And I am so in love    with the idea of normal And I don't want to say that it isn't you Because it is you    with your wonderfully ordinary concerns None of which have to do with the voices Private voices    sweet voices Incorporeal people I keep locked in my head These thoughts    are ones you'll never have And I am so in love with the idea of normal That I've been sick dozens of times    simply from the thought That I might be in love with you
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
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I am so in love    with the idea of normal That it is so ******* sick And you,    with your shiny, naive smile, Are the epitome of untainted And it makes me want to *****    how desperately I crave to push you to the edge To push you as far as I can    and see If you will crumble to ashes in my hands Or perhaps you will trip off the abyss    and try To drag me down to hell with you But hell is the domain    that I call my own One I have been praying to sink back into And I am so in love    with the idea of normal And I don't want to say that it isn't you Because it is you    with your wonderfully ordinary concerns None of which have to do with the voices Private voices    sweet voices Incorporeal people I keep locked in my head These thoughts    are ones you'll never have And I am so in love with the idea of normal That I've been sick dozens of times    simply from the thought That I might be in love with you
faera
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
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