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The crowds, the sights, the rising noise level
Constant stimuli, racing past the boiling point
Conceal the shakes (hidetheshakeshidetheshakeshidetheshakes) the anxious twitch
Stuff the paranoia deep where no one else will see
I don't wanna be here (Idon'twannabehereIDON'TWANNABEHEREGETMEOUTOFHERE)
Stop staring over my shoulder, stop reading what I write!
Get your filthy hands and words away
And learn what personal space is!
The sleeves are too short to cover my hands
The collar is lacking a hood
I have no shield and I've rejected my crutch
Internal pressure and temperature on the rise, sir
The captain refuses to abandon ship
Constant stimuli, racing past the boiling point
Conceal the shakes (hidetheshakeshidetheshakeshidetheshakes) the anxious twitch
Stuff the paranoia deep where no one else will see
I don't wanna be here (Idon'twannabehereIDON'TWANNABEHEREGETMEOUTOFHERE)
Stop staring over my shoulder, stop reading what I write!
Get your filthy hands and words away
And learn what personal space is!
The sleeves are too short to cover my hands
The collar is lacking a hood
I have no shield and I've rejected my crutch
Internal pressure and temperature on the rise, sir
The captain refuses to abandon ship
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murderer
you died,
five days after
you said you loved me.
i think it was
my heart which killed you.
perhaps
you just didn't fit
with my bones,
the clavicle, i think.
or maybe it was
something you said,
and the black hole
of my heart
swallowed you.
you died then,
i believe;
even though
we both clung on
(for just awhile.)
we parted at christmas.
and i buried you
in the ground
of my heart.
i think it happened
on the third day;
when i killed you,
i mean.
you said
you wanted to
learn to love me
soon.
you lied.
so much for
a death wish.
Literature
xX Phase One Xx Chapter One
You know those days where you wake up and think, 'Today is going to be fricking great'? Yeah. This was one of those days.
A few minutes ago was probably the first time ever that I didn't mind waking up at six-thirty in the morning to go to the crappiest high school in Los Angelos. Deep Cover blasted from my 90s-style alarm clock, and I slapped it without breaking off the top for once. I never get tired of that song, even if I do hear the chorus pretty much every morning. Hard to believe that song came out almost 175 years ago.
I also realized that I really need a haircut. My blonde hair was starting to get in my eyes, which really annoys me
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Lurking evil
People have always yearned for the impossible: magic, flight, time travel, immortality. Writers and artists fantasized about it and created fantastical worlds where people were born with wings or could become immortal. But what if one could learn to fly? What if there was a world where a person could do magic and did not age, get ill, or die? Where any person could, on a whim, become anyone they desire, and travel freely through thousands of realistic and magical worlds? And all of that - at no cost, physical or financial. Virtual worlds hold the answer to these impossible desires. Enter a virtual world and transform into someone you have alw
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