Stephen Chbosky

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“There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

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Projected Projects Of Fools & Rejects

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Projected projects of fools & rejects
Let it all flow from your heart & soul
Generations of towering acceptance
I heard your name in that rock & roll
Art making it okay to love again
Finding all the right ways to be free
Alone in your selfish dimension
Looking out over that swallowing sea
A chronicle of my words to save
I never questioned if anyone wanted
Though my ego is often wrong
A real perspective of posterity will remain haunted

Trespassed On A Delicate Shore

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Trespassed on a delicate shore
Holding words meant to disclose
Deliberate voices left on the floor
Sternly bright with shades of a rose
The angels always knew where to go
Savagely speaking without falsehood
Tiny steps always right & thorough
Being gentle wont do you any good

Knowing The Sun Will Shine Again

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Knowing the sun will shine again
I sit here basking in the midnight air
A quiet sip from my enduring courage
Thinking naughty thoughts of my lady fair
Knowing I can’t sleep when I can write
I fall back into my imaginative stupor
Only to be shook by the dawn’s yawn
Daylight kicks me swift, right in the pooper

Illogical Depression Raging My Bones

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Illogical depression raging my bones
Somehow my mind’s still not right
Too much thinking late into the darkness
I know where I’ll be in the hours of night
The struggles & the trials don’t really matter
Conquering the adventures in your mind
There are no secrets or answers to tell
Life is adding up everything you did find

Looking Perfect In Your Pretty Pink Pumps

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Looking perfect in your pretty pink pumps

My heart broke the day I laid eyes on you

Feeling the disaster coming from far away

Disregarding independence declared to be true

Went away from all my trusted instincts

Drove right into your dream head first

Which instance did I do anything right

Ever since I’ve been dying in the desert of thirst