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Yesterday
I was nearly beheaded
While he passed the torch
And the torch wasn't so lucky
And we had run over pedestrians
And blown the streets to hell
But relax, we laughed
It was all a hand-held experience
And we ingested condensed relief
In a house so small and so happy
And I couldn't believe my eyes
The debris glowed on its own
And the creature's eyes sparked
As she explored and leapt abroad
She was charming, I miss her
I'll murder any that treat her falsely
And those experiences
Oh, the night we had
I couldn't help myself
Your breath quickened
You smiled at me once
With my head in your lap
I hate the house we sat in
But I loved everything in my reach
And I remember that certain female
And how ignorant I could really be
Blonde hair and blue eyes
Why did I ever draw that picture
I received a beating that day
At the hand of my best-friend
I was young, young and stupid
To this day I don't know what to think
That year my performance fell
You both were so disappointed
Have you come to terms?
I guess I'm not so perfect
I feel like I've met a new version
Your updates suck, let me tell you
Downgrade immediately
Or else you'll never see my face again
I'm not trying to sweet-talk you into bed
I don't enjoy seeing a non-casual frown
I want you to feel at peace
And I wish I could find a way to make it so
It's a pathetic year
To learn to ride
But as I flew downward
I was glad to see a greeting
I'm a little scared
More like terrified
Your expectations are high
My ability is low
1 - 4
Shifting and panicking
Left and right, commands fly
Where should I go? Oh dear
Heights
Clouds and the like
I could see the quilted land
And the paper bag over my face
You actually used to scare me
Your arguing had me angry with life
I've become accustomed
You can wait until we're both far away
I tried to apologize
I don't believe ...
That I was taken seriously
Atleast I made an attempt
Once I tried to make music
I failed
I can appreciate
While I cannot create
We've only reached 15th
This list falls short
desperately short
My life isn't very interesting
And my poetic license doesn't exaggerate. Only enhances.
Yay!
