My turn to make my very own thread.
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Thread Topic: My turn to make my very own thread.
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My math teacher is really fun.
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nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
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Maruuuu
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Yessss?
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Tell me, tell me,
cuz I need to know.
Where will I get oxygen
if these trees won't grow?
My lungs need it now,
my lungs need it now.. -
Streaming down the side streets,
where the city ends and the dead ends meet.
Bite your lip and smile.
I have many holes to fill and I'll find them all. -
Why would you come into my thread and make like you wanted to say something just to drop off the face of the thread?
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I never meant for you to choose.
You should've known better.
There's nothing left for you to lose;
when you looked at me and said you had it all.
But what you did is not unforgivable. -
Wow
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I'll dig my shallow grave!
Cuz it's not me you'll save,
cuz I'm a lost cause.
I'm a lost cause! -
My lungs had trouble finding air
the first night you ever said to me
that word,
your disappointment.
Poison,
poison I cry.
You're killing me here.
Throat collapsed,
and this is it,
the end that I deserve.
I have nothing more to say.
Gone were the words,
empty was my head
and dulling were my eyes.
Skin cold,
blood boiling but only
beneath the surface.
Nothing can be bothered to share it's heat
and the heart gives up on keeping me alive.
I couldn't breathe
when you told me
I'd disappointed you again,
and I'd all but lost my will to try anymore.
And I swallowed down the air around me,
hoarded it selfishly in my pockets for a rainy day
but that rainy day
turned out not to be the day I needed it.
Like I couldn't reach it,
wherever I hid those strands,
lost on me are the words
meant to make me feel like maybe
the sky isn't falling down on me
and now what are you saying?
It's my fault, isn't it?
Sucked from my shoulders,
all my strength,
and here I go again and let go
and the next time you told me
that I had disappointed you
I wasn't even surprised
but it didn't stop the pain from taking over
and flooding my veins
and blinding me
and forcing hyperventilation
and maybe all the times I've lost the ability to breathe
have something to do with the way
I can't take a step outside my rut without feeling
like the world is in flames. -
If every living thing dies alone
what am I doing here? -
What time is it? That's right. Time for
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Is it supposed to be black, or red? o3o
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Black.
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