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And you can't keep my brother, and you won't fuck my friends, and we're not working out, we're not working out, This time I mean it.
We were friends; I guess, but we were young, only in sixth grade. We would walk to classes together, he would make fun of me, and I would get offended. His friends liked me, but I was liked my most. Shy, and quiet, that was me, with my face in a book, or notepad writing songs, he read one once, I showed it to him, he liked it, and that made my day. We went to the fair together, with him and his friends, I always seemed to be the only girl, he hugged me that day, and kissed me on the cheek, it was quick, i let it slide. We went on this one ride that I was afraid to go on, he blocked the exit and made me go. I wound up liking it, it's now my favorite ride. I always thought he was handsome, he had beautiful eyes. I stared into them one day, he didn't seem to mind, we was looking back into my eyes I turned red and looked away. He told me I was pretty one time, he also called me nice, and smart, I still remember that conversation, it always makes me smile. He held my hand, we were walking down the football field, I liked that. We watched a movie together, it was animated, about penguins, i think, he put his hand on my thigh, and his arm around my back, i felt safe. He kissed me one time, not on the cheek, this one was different, he tenderly kissed my lips, he pulled away to quick though, we kissed two more times after the first one, and that's how I fell in love with Mikey Way.
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Tinkerbell, Dry Your Tears,
Outside Its Only Raining,
But I'm Still Here.
Never missed a train, and there were no unsent letters, he was always there, he always would be. But things are different now since he's gone. But as always I'll see him soon, I always did. Giev it a few years, months, days, maybe in a few minutes. Give it a gun, a kinfe, the letter opener he always kept in his left drawer. Give it the cool breeze of the winter night. Dead or alive, we'd always be together.
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Tinkerbell, Dry Your Tears,
Outside Its Only Raining,
But I'm Still Here.
This is actually some of my poetry. Hope you like it.
Where Were You?
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Where were you when I cried all night?
Where were you when all I could listen to was your favorite songs?
Where were you when he said he loved me?, that was suppose to be you
Where were you when I wanted to die?
Where were you when I counted down the days to see you?
Where were you when I wrote this, just for you to know I love you?
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Tinkerbell, Dry Your Tears,
Outside Its Only Raining,
But I'm Still Here.