A frightful cigarette
A coffee delight
A sun soaked headache
Half closed eyes
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In the eyes
Of the blue blue open ones
A ticking clock
In the chest
The alarm goes off
And every time I shuffle for the snooze
Because I don't want to take the snooze just yet
She had paint on her fingers
She had art on her hand
So I splattered paint on mine
She we could leave our marks
She kept a secret
A secret mark
She had a boyfriend for each stroke
I wasn't getting a stroke
What is there to offer?
Offer
Offer
Of her
To her
The pants I wear
The brown cords
The film class doesn't care of I'm smelly
The dorm mold showers
The dorm mold food
The dorm mold pants
Sleeping on couches
Sleeping in a chair
Ben cut my locks
And opened the door to a head full
Haircut heart attack
Smelly smoky brown lung hair
A heart that beats fast when laying down
A heart in a hurry
"Hurry"
"I'm trying"
"You do so little for me..."
"I know, I know, I know, I know..."
"You just don't, I just feel... like you don't care about me anymore"
"No! I do... I promise yo..."
"Then DO something!"
"I told yo..."
'No! DO SOMETHING FOR ME!"
"...I"
"DO SOMETHING FOR YOURSELF!"
My heart's heart beat quickened
He tends to angrier than me
i really like the dialogue. lots.
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