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Sitting in my room all alone chilled to the bone thoughts in my dome wherever they roam they always come home to one inescapable truth I am forever alone. I've had enough of this but my friends don't know but they shouldn't though. At school, im pure as snow but the more I grow I get tired of it all, and the winds begin to blow. My friends start to notice but it doesnt matter. I'm crazy as the Mad Hatter I might end up like John With my head on a platter Or I might just go splatter And In death, I will finally be victorious.
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May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Enough
Sitting in my room all alone chilled to the bone thoughts in my dome wherever they roam they always come home to one inescapable truth I am forever alone. I've had enough of this but my friends don't know but they shouldn't though. At school, im pure as snow but the more I grow I get tired of it all, and the winds begin to blow. My friends start to notice but it doesnt matter. I'm crazy as the Mad Hatter I might end up like John With my head on a platter Or I might just go splatter And In death, I will finally be victorious.
Who else has had enough?
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May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
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