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Roaming the campground up by the lake where we swam.
We were hunting for snakes,
but we couldn't find them.
Surrounded by nothing,
but the nothing's surrounded by us.
But it's just me in my room,
with my eyes shut.
When I was seventeen,
my mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."
Now I pull a one-ton carriage,
instead of the horses, grazing along.
I was having fun.
We were all having fun.
My brain can think faster than I can,
but not fast enough.
Who is there to talk to
that won't lock me up?
At least God doesn't judge me by the thoughts that aren't mine,
the snakes I couldn't find,
I don't want to find.
When I was seventeen,
my mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."
Now I pull a one-ton carriage,
instead of the horses, grazing along.
I was having fun.
We were all having fun.
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A Song for a Cold
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Yesterday my throat closed up
I wondered if I’d ever talk again.
My eyes are swollen shut
And there are bruises where you've been across my skin.
Because maybe I’m not well enough
To ever let somebody else in.
And all my vitamins and medicines
Don't let you in
Won't let you in
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Take me to the mountains
I can’t stand it here
I need to go away
I need to go away
I like climbing up the hills
It’s not easy but I do it
anyway
I do it anyway
I know that you have to go
Take me with you
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
Let’s camp for three days
In a tent with a fire
I need to get away
I need to go away
With you-
I need you-
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I had some brand new shoes
They were all red but they gave me the blues
And they're running away, they left me a letter
It's just like you told me it'd be
It's nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
We are all made of air
There's stars in my eyes and there's sun in my hair
And I'm running away, it makes me feel better
It's just like you told me it'd be
It's nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
When it comes down to this
I'm neither sorry nor cross nor unfit
And I'm running away, there's smoke on my sweater
It's just like you told me it'd be
It's nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
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Aimee Jenschke North Carolina
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