You will know why later-
surrender your poison
that made you imprisoned.
surrender your living
the good times are killing.
i made you a fortress
acerbic, unwilling.
(inside your mouth the lies moved like
wounded caterpillars)
stardom is easy without luggage -
like breathing, like death.
Pull out your roots!she said
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you're so cool ur frikken like my idol.
ur just like one of those underground amazing people
who doesn't brag about it
hahaha
teena=)
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sad to say
(if you were misled)
i did not write that poem.
i'm still cool though... i swear!!
caitlin =)
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