The exotic tales of a pink skunk and a cucumber, Chapter 76

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Without A Clue


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Written by Sorrow Is My Mask   
Thursday, 27 March 2008
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Without A Clue

 

Just another day

With me numb all of the way

 

Have to tell myself you're not real

Just so I can try to feel

 

Regaining trust in a soul is hard to do

When I'm sitting here without a clue

 

Around and in between

This life wishes it were a dream

 

You stuck yourself with knives

You believed in all those dirty lies

 

Rescue you, yea I wish I could

But you and I were always misunderstood

 

Besides I'm only a selfish whore

To you, I'm nothing more

 

I get what I deserve in the end

I chose to flirt with the pretend

 

 



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