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Copyright © AlbinoPoetry, 2007
I'm standing outside on the sand With a pair of scissors in my hand And I can't wait to say I told you so I can't wait to show you all my soul As it's ripped from the inside of me
And I'll be dancing down in hell With a corpse that is myself I'm disillusioned yes it's true To think I fell in love with you But if I could you know I'd leave
Spider couldn't have her So spider ran away But spider couldn't die So he crawled into a drain And spider's still there Just waiting for the rain Spider doesn't dream But spider ever waits
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Date Added: 10th of March 2007, at 4:35 am
Word Count: 121
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Notes
Not to anyone, actually. Though I could apply it to a certain gal, I don't. Kay? Kay.
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Beneath the Peel
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