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My phalanges shake under the Blood red sunset My heart beats rapidly In my throat My nerves consume Every inch of my flesh I'm sitting on that bench Our bench Outside that little store Our store And I'm thinking of you Dreaming of you And it's Autumn And that song you played Our song It's stuck in my head Because I don't think It ever left If only there was a way To avoid this whole situation Some way to circumvent Around life But there's not And suddenly I'm distracted by an Angel Or the closest thing to it That I've ever seen On Earth Straight purple hair Pierced septum Thick black eyeliner Cuts down her arms Oceans in her eyes It's cold And I'm alone And I'm waiting for you And she's there And my mind is spinning And my heart drops And my posterior goes numb And I swear to God If you don't hurry up I'm going to follow her home Because my mind is Skidding off the fringes Of sanity And my emotions are Twisting like pretzels In a bakery Confused and broken The girl That caught my mind And stole my time Walks by in slow Motion And the reason That I'm so easily Obsessed With her Is because she did Something No one ever Could For a few moments She actually helped me Forget about you
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Oct 17, 2010
Oct 17, 2010 at 5:09 PM UTC
On Earth
My phalanges shake under the Blood red sunset My heart beats rapidly In my throat My nerves consume Every inch of my flesh I'm sitting on that bench Our bench Outside that little store Our store And I'm thinking of you Dreaming of you And it's Autumn And that song you played Our song It's stuck in my head Because I don't think It ever left If only there was a way To avoid this whole situation Some way to circumvent Around life But there's not And suddenly I'm distracted by an Angel Or the closest thing to it That I've ever seen On Earth Straight purple hair Pierced septum Thick black eyeliner Cuts down her arms Oceans in her eyes It's cold And I'm alone And I'm waiting for you And she's there And my mind is spinning And my heart drops And my posterior goes numb And I swear to God If you don't hurry up I'm going to follow her home Because my mind is Skidding off the fringes Of sanity And my emotions are Twisting like pretzels In a bakery Confused and broken The girl That caught my mind And stole my time Walks by in slow Motion And the reason That I'm so easily Obsessed With her Is because she did Something No one ever Could For a few moments She actually helped me Forget about you
Septum, Circumvent, Phalanges, Fringes, Posterior © October 2010 Sarah Lynn
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Oct 17, 2010
Oct 17, 2010 at 5:09 PM UTC
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