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TheLizard

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I’m here in the corner

All you have to do is look up

Notice me sitting here, smiling foolishly

Drinking poison from a lover’s cup

It’s like being stabbed with an icicle

And I love, no, hate it

In the clutches of my own ridiculous desire

Despite the hopes that have faded

You don’t even know you’re doing it

If you lost your ignorance, would you care?

These games don’t have any rules

About what is right and what is fair

Sucked into the scenery

Hope you’re happy

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Isn't it ironic how the best writing seems to come out of the darkest of vortexes?

With this, you have captured what every person who has ever drawn breath on the planet has felt at least once. It's very universal - and yet painfully personal. And you've expressed it so well.

I know you're hurting, Tim... and I feel for you.

You have such a gift... I hope you're still at it when every day for you is full of smiles. I bet your poetry/songs will be 200 proof then...

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