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9:15 p.m. - 2001-04-15 pick and choose which ones to feed me open wide and pluck the bud i've started to believe him and his disposable crop of caring if only we were perfect with tiny imperfections if only we knew who we were and didn't have to ask directions if only we were beautiful to everyone who knew us if only we were noticeable so they wouldn't look straight through us my wishes come true through him and his wand alone why must he be the one to know? let me read from the book he reads let me see through the eyes he sees to receive this mysterious power. if only i could kill him pierce his strangled song if only he would leave me i could learn to be strong if only i could break away and shatter his iceberg heart if only he would crumble let me wipe the slate and make a brand new start
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