Why do you
Feel so minescule?
Is that a rule?
You made for yourself?
Due to redicule
Diving in a shallow pool
Taken down a notch
Whiskey and scotch
Tipped off your stool
Backwards
The feeling of acceleration
Pumping your legs
On a swing
Forwards
Always thinking about
Jumping off
Afraid of being too high
Wondering why
You are so shy
Is it for fear that I
May judge you?
Heat rash
Trailer trash
Gone in an instant
Gone in a flash
Peroxide blond
You are a fake
I wish I had room
For chocolate cake
Cherry vodka
You are my friend
You'll be the death of me
In the end
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