Scary

i wish i could type. i wish i could think. i wish that everything wasn’t so complicated. i wish i wasn’t here, where i don’t want to be. i’m tired of hearing the same songs play over and over, except for the ones i really want to hear, they aren’t on so often.  
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constantly in a state of panic.

>BLAH.
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Scary

>He means tomorrow
But says: in a bit
And doesn’t show up at all

He sets his watch
To a comet’s orbit
Remembers to forget to call

No courage for love
Too scared to be happy

Your place of mine
Means heaven or hell
Two addresses somewhat apart

His home’s dark and spiky
Her clear as a bell
It’s over before they can start

No courage for love
Too scared to be happy

Tomorrow passed them by
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>*bjork