July 19, 2010
By , Lake Oswego, OR
I feel trapped when you're around
You're so damn poisonous
I feel like
I've been sniffing paint
And maybe I should start
To feel numb, to stop this rush
I love you way too much
It's obvious, it's on their faces
Like what the hell
Is wrong with you?
It's crazy,
The things I'd do for you
The things I do for you
My resting pulse?
It's 32!
This isn't good for me
But neither is Diet Coke
And I love it equally

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