Nicholas Neato Poems

This body, it's been used
It's broken and abused
The shell of a boy
Telling tells of a lonely youth
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I am the walking dead
Constant moving, like a stream
I'm walking through this life as if
I'm nestled against a dream
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It's so true
It's the truth
And it's never been enough
Enough of what you put me through
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Hey there miss soon to be queen
Would you shed your skin with me?
Run away, disappear, and sin with me?
Leave your home and re-begin with me?
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This ones for you
Anyone else who gets hit from this
Well, we'll just call it a gift
Open your eyes real wide
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Grab your gun, boy
Shoot and run, boy
Know what I mean, boy
Fake soldiers with real toys
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To anyone who understands
I've died three times before
I use to be a loving human
Tried to be mommies little boy
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Impersonal personals
Impersonating the unpredictable
While claiming the unacceptable
And expecting the impressionable
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So you want to save yourself
Just not sure how
Not sure what's right from wrong
Not sure to whom you bow
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Dreaming up the past
When our ignorance was our bliss
Remembering life back then
I could only starve for your kiss
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