Christopher's Dead Poems

How do I forget,
I feel beside it yet,
That you're the one who hates
Despite all the discretion that we make
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It goes down thick
With a hole in your chest
I got 99 problems
And 98 grand in debt
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Today, I thought I'd write a song
About the way your body glistens in the moonlight
But this is not that song
No this is not that song
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I’m not good enough anymore
I’m not everything you want
I rest my thoughts against your bed
You try to wipe away my tears, lift up my head
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She wears a black bar over her eyes so you don't have to see her
Or at least she believes so if she can't see you
And her skin sticks to her clothing, pulsing sweat from the sunlight
If you get under that bar long enough you'll stick like glue
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If you can't take it anymore
Is it time to run away?
Run from this sickness in the stars
Have they led you astray?
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You say no one's gonna like me
‘Cause I don't act like you
But I'm good at being myself
So what about you?
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It starts off like a whisper
Approaching like the dusk
No one can hear you, but you scream
A leaf falls, a forest,
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I lie awake in a bed that’s not mine
And wonder if this is what I was meant for
Reverting back to a childish musing
Of fantastic dreams and untamed affection
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Well I hitched a ride to the end of the edge
Of the seams of your dress when you knew that you would leave me there
I shoulda known that you’d leave me there
‘Cause I worked so hard, sometimes it’s hard to work
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