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The Devil On My Right Shoulder
The Devil On My Right Shoulder
it might be snowing outside
if I could be bothered
a girl with red lipstick
could be kissing my cheek
the sky could be filled
with ants on the wing
silver fish
darting in foam
at the foot of a black mountain
we could be counting stars
riding a Ferris wheel
licking sweat
from thighs of gold
the days could last
for week...
Saturday 11th March 2017 12:57 am
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Sadness is tears after losing a game or a broken bone, depression is sobs at 3 in the morning when you're all alone. Sadness makes you blue, depression makes you numb. Sadness loses to happy, depression loses to none. Sadness says, "I love you, hold me", depression screams, "I love you, go away!". Sadness is only fleeting, depression brings its bags to stay. Sadness is the curious neighbor, depres...
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