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I always wondered how the butterflys got in your belly.
And have they always been there?
Are they old and wise?
Do they know the names of things that make me nervous?
The People names.
The Place names
The names of kisses, and of special touches?
Why don't they leave?
Or can they leave?
Or should I dig them out with my new-found fingernails?
I suppose not.
I suppose that, like me, they will have to be stuck living in a hot hell hole.
Reciting names.
Just like me...
...just like me..
- by loverxOfxThexGir |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/16/2010 |
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- Title: The names of being nervous.
- Artist: loverxOfxThexGir
- Description: Nervous breakdown I guess.
- Date: 02/16/2010
- Tags: names being nervous
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