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ITS COLD AS A COLD IN YOUR HOUSE WITH THE LIGHTS ON ALL DAY
IVE BEEN FISHING THOUGH THE TRASH FOR RECYCLING TO CYCLE ON MY BICYCLE AND WHEN I SIT ON THE BENCH IN THE MORNING (AND SHARE MY BLISS)
I STILL WISH I WAS A SQUIRREL SOMETIMES I STILL WISH I WAS A BIRD SOMETIMES I STILL WISH I WAS A TREE SOMETIMES I STILL WISH I COULD BE SOMETIMES TASING YOUR LIPS AND TASTING YOUR MOUTH I JUST WONDER WAHT THAT IS
NOW I JUST CANT SEE HOW THATS SO FUCKING NECESSARY
(JUST COME OUT AND PLAY WITH ME WE'LL MAKE A GIANT POT OF TEA AND TALK A BOUT THE REAL SHIT THE SHIT THAT MAKES YOU FEEL A BIT LIKE YOU MATTER ON THIS EARTH OF COURSE) YOU NEVER GAVE ME DRAMA YOU NEVER MADE ME FEEL YOU NEVER GAVE ME ANY WEIRDNESS

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from $WEET A$, released May 31, 2016

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alexander james Fairfield, Iowa

on the last day of spring, I woke up and cry, my sibling said oh you got dirt in your eye, I said it's not dirt it's just this girls shirt, cause it's the most beautiful smell in the world

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