| Right by my feet, lay broken glasses you skeleton boy swept from the walls, drips on my shoulder I gotta see it through |


My Friend HelenI'm sitting here with my friend Helen She's not like my other friends she turns blue and looks at me I smile and waver my hand.My Friend Helen
She turns pink and reels in her arms,
then scoots to her hidey-hole and then we share a look again.
So I sit here for many minutes and slowly she comes out I put my hand up to the glass and she shows me an arm.
I have one heart but she has three and while my blood is red and hers is blue Through she has a venomous beak where I've got lips Helen and I are not so different.
Which is why I'm still just

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Hey... I might have failed, but at least I tried....
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Hey... I might have failed, but at least I tried....
thank you very much.
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you don't change it up or make it something it isn't? I don't know how to explain it except that it's a raw feeling.
it's the only way i know how to do things.
one love
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i'm no good at photography
i'm no good at drawing
i'm not much for making good music
but i've got a damn good gift with words
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