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| u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n all of the above poems written by vms |
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| n e e d . the shame i'm lame i could be just like you i had to be just like you the hurt it burns we just let it die you just let it die cover me we agree nothing better than simplicity in you through you though i did not let it be lash out hear me shout i tear holes through my soul there are holes in my soul makes me sick watch me spit take it from me wash it from me so i cry let it die as i lie, in my bed blood flows from my head its been one hundred tears i have shed let me fly to the sky where my eyes might be dry where all I'll do is feel what's true let me hear you let me see you |