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Hi, my name is Farm
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 | shallow grave. [poem] |
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 5 with 5 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-07-10 17:23:39 |
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No one cares about the inside,
And my outside doesn't shine.
So if I turned myself inside-out,
Would you give me your time?
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You have dug a shallow grave,
For victims one and two.
And now I'm feeling so depraved,
And I blame it all on you.
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I'd let you walk all over me,
I'd fit into a mold.
Just to find out what you see,
So you'll be mine to hold.
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My jealous side will debate,
If it's you or her.
I think I need to be set straight,
So my words don't start to slur.
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So torture me with heads held high,
And offer her your heart.
I'm sorry if my words seem dry,
But I hope she rips it apart. |
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