five questions.2. How come I'm always a second priority?
3. Why doesn't anybody ask me if I'm okay?
4. What did you get out of lying to me?
5. When will this stop?
please...
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grim reapertoday I crossed the four-way intercession with my eyes shut tight. tomorrow I think I will play in traffic.grim reaper
grim reaper come and clasp your bleached bone hand over my pink fleshy one. so that we can dance the death dance tonight.
I dare you to come and take me away please take me somewhere far away from here.
with a grip icy cold and such thin fingers I know I can trust you, to lead me to my
death.
so please come and take me away. I dare you to. and let us dance the death dance together. for my first and last time.
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baby, don't grow older.what if i were funny, or if i had more money - to tip tap on your shoulder. baby, don't grow older.baby, don't grow older.
but i'm sure you wouldn't do that to me.
would that make you sorry, or would it be just another story to tell all your friends. i'm sure it all depends.
on whether or not you mean it.
why don't you want another drink, or maybe i just can't hear or think - to have just one more sip of russian wine. you grabbed my hand, they're intertwined.
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