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dead with the live ones
written by emo to the skibbies03:15 AM 7/29/04the light fades out
as the lightening bugs flutter
above all the crickets shout
never have thought me as a cutter
along with my demented bed times
me, soon resting six feet in hollowed ground
they sing me sweet lullabies in rhymes
lying where my knife was found
when I'm dead and gone
please, sit in my spot
listen to the crickets on the lawn
and think about lightening bugs alot
it will soon drive you insane
knowing all that i felt that night
as i, you will do the same
with my bed time friends it's all right |
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