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Head        There's something wrong with the way I see things. They are blurred and warped and it feels like I've been smashed in the head. I have such a bad headache, it makes my heart hurt. I want to be disconnected. My head hurt so much. I need a smoke; I need to destroy myself slowly, without it been too perceptible. God, it makes my head hurt. It was fine before; I can't remember getting hit in the head, why does it hurt so much? I'll take these pills, it says it will help. I hope this works.   
 There's something wrong with the way I hear things. It all sounds like it has a double meani Head
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StoriesThe princess loved him,  Loved him very much,  And waited for him,  For a very long time,  He never did show,  
He never did love her,   
And she was destroyed  Wrecked and turned to runes   
He thought it was beautiful,  The tower he found,  
With ivies on the wall,     Roses on the path,  
Sun shining through the windows,  And fire eating it all up. Stories
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Mistaken CreditWhen I think of you, I think about curling into a tiny ball and crying away my mistakes. When I think about what we did, I think about scrubbing my skin so hard that it starts to peel off. When I think about what you know, I want to hide far, far away, because of the continuous fear that you will tell everyone.   
What we had was not as wonderful as I once thought it was.   
I look back and can’t remember what was great, I do remember the drugs. The smoke that made me choke and cough and feel like I’m floating, I thought that feeling was you. Now when I’m around you I feel anxious and worried and sick to my Mistaken Credit
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Love of the LovelessI don’t think she realises  The extent of her blows,  The people she cripples,  The minds she unfolds,  Oh greatly he affects her,  But not even half  
Of what he loves her  Regrets her,  And forever now woes her.  She teases and flirts,  Leads them on,  
Leading I on,  With stories and pleads,  That we all thought,  Were for our ears alone,  But different stories,  And views,  For all she does tell,  Never keeping a secrets,  Theirs or her own.  But the person she most fooled,  Was the one she most hurt.  It was him who thought Love of the Loveless
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