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It's weird, the stuff that comes out,
The way other people see it.
The perfect lines that appear on my canvas.
Always perfect, always strange.
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I headed to the library
and slid the books out of my bag
I grabbed a pen and paper
As he watched me
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There once was a man who saw a big house,
he looked like a toad and walked like a mouse.
He saw a diamond shining crimson red.
He thought to himself 'the owners are in bed'.
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4.

Glancing over the word 'inbox' written in commonly platitudinous lettering.
Sigh. My inbox is like a ghost town.
Apathetic cracked ground. Lifeless.
Dying tumble-weed drifting past shattered dust.
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All the dreams that you would remember,
If you had never died.
The days you searched for help hopelessly,
Along with those nights you cried.
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It's weird, the stuff that comes out,
The way other people see it.
The perfect lines that appear on my canvas.
Always perfect, always strange.
The paint glows brightly with life.
The paint glows brightly with life to start with,
But soon turns dull and dark.
I get the feeling they're not supposed to be there,
But I never understood why.
I like the permanent marks.
I can control the permanent marker.
I can drag it along,
And turn anger, sadness, numbness,
and pain into something I understand.
However brilliant it is,
I would never be able to tell,
Never able to show,
And I would never let anyone know.
The lines I paint are perfect,
But they must stay hidden.
The lines I draw are unnaturally parallel,
I would never dare,
To show a soul.
The lines I carve are beautiful.
No one will ever know.
The lines I tare,
The lines I slice,
The lines I embed are deadly.
What if someone knew?

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