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Blueberry, Chocolate; Oh how many flavors. Believe me, they're good. No granola or waffer Could pull off this Delicious, Scumptious, Waffley-waffle taste And, seriously, It will never taste relavent to Buckets of paste. It's a circular goodness, Probably came down from Heaven; Not your ordinary breakfast item From Seven-Eleven. Now before I leave, I have one last thing to say: Leggo my Eggo! This waffle's here to stay!

Whoo-hoo for life So glad it hurt me Just what I wanted: For everyone to see. Just exactly how do I look When my heart breaks into two? I haven't seen if for myself But he has, so have you. He broke it, he tore it, scarred it for life; he stabbed it, slaughtered it, cut it with a knife. If I had another day, Just another change to stay I'd take it, Use it, And make things go my way. No broken hearts, No shattered dreams. But as it seems, Someday my heart will gleam With someone new Who, ironically, is not you.

I am unsure Of everything I do I feel so alone When I am without you. My life feels so incomplete When the two of us are apart. This feeling terribly hurts What does it hurt? My heart. This companionship keeps us together For ever and ever and ever and ever I know this can't be just a dream But as it seems, It has to be. You're so heavenly, So wonderful, So cute, So nice, All sugar, no spice. Please don't leave, Our future awaits! What whole entire thing Just a big, fat waste? Answer my question As soon as you can. Tell me the answer Tell me your plan.

Everything isn't always perfect All the pices don't always fit If life were perfect Every itsy, bitsy bit Would have no errors, Perfection, The messed up world we live in Would be without wrong, Full of right, right, right. A place with wrong Would be without fights No fights, no fun Not one person would run. Just smart people everywhere A life without wrong, Is, indeed, all unfair. Those minor problems keep us together Wherever, Whenever.

Let me know When I can hold your hand When to sit, when to stand. You are the master I worship you so. But please, oh please, Just let me know.. Tune me in, Tune me out, Lose the sin, Lose the doubt. Let me into your mind, Your thoughts, You dreams, Let me view all the wodnerful things That prance in your head; So wild, so freed. Why can't that be me.. Prancing in your head? I am just your slave. Kissing your feet, Adoring you. Now you ask me a question, No reply comes from me. It comes from another Not my mother, not my father My inner-self High atop my personal shelf. You grabbed it And shattered it. Now you sh

It's funny how you look at me, Like I'm all there is to see. I'm not that special, Nothing much, Sorta just there, Just such and such. Please don't look, Don't even stare. Of course I'm aware That I'm there. But realistically, Normaly, Almost daily, I'm off in space; My day-dream world. My hazel eyes closed, My hair being curled, My fingers twirl As my dreams unfold Before my eyes. But quickly then I realize.. It's just a dream But as it seems So real, So true. But why can't he.. Be you?

You see thse cuts and bruises? The ones all up and down my arm? The stinging pain of a jolt or nudge Why do you do to me such harm? These Bandages will cover them These Bandages will fool the rest These Bandages will keep their eyes From becoming completely paralyzed With fear For me; What have you done to me? Do you see these gushing open wounds? The ones deep into my soul? The stinging pain of a jolt or a nudge Why must I pay this toll? These Bandages will cover them These Bandages will fool the rest These Bandages will keep their eyes From becoming completely paralyzed With fear For me; What have you done to me? Now y

Now it's all about me, I'm the center of the world. Everyone is watching Am I really the luckiest girl? Standing here up on that stage, Fright shivering down my spine But this is exactly what I wanted A time that was only mine! My heart beat quickens, My palms begin to slicken. This spotlight is blinding me, Oh God in heaven, I can't see! Isn't this what I wanted? Well not anymore! This will really hurt my image, My ego is quite torn... I guess it's not all about me I have that whole stage fright thing... But all I've ever wanted to do Was acting, acting, acting! But then again, I'm only three, And a little princess Is