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For The One I Love
We Slept In The Coffin To Remind Us That We Were Alive

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I want you to die
I want to make you cry
I’m so sick of your shit
laughing at me cuz I don’t fit
well guess something about me?
There’s far more beyond what you see
inside there’s more than anger hatred and pain
there’s the dark girl alone in the corner that’s insane

I want you to smile
I want to make you stay for awhile
I’m so proud I can call you my friend
mine because you know my wounds can mend
you know something about us
there’s far more than care or trust
here there is love and no need to say
so much need that we talk each and everyday

Hollie Heron-Stamp

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For The One I Love

I'm sorry I didn't mean to be this way
It's not your fault I'm not OK
Don't hate me for my wish to die
You are not the reason why
I wish I could just hold a smile
And laugh out loud once in a while
Appear normal and happy, content to be
But depression will not let me free

Helen

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We Slept In The Coffin To Remind Us
That We Were Alive

We slept in the coffin,
to remind us that we were alive,
We slept in the coffin
to remind us of the dead.
We slept in the coffin,
to help us feel something, anything.
We slept in the coffin,
to hide from the light,
it's horrid to feel nothing no emotion no feeling,
we slept in the coffin to help us start dreaming.
When people cry in pain and in sorrow
I turn my head and think of tommorow.
We are parasites who attract both the weak and the strong,
we sleep in the coffin
and we know it's wrong.
I have no words to woe you
I have no words to console you
I have no time for love
I am a fucking statue
we sleep in the coffin
BECAUSE WE CAN

Vincent