Gamzee (2015-06-25 04:31:00)

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I once had a friend,
Her name was Molly,
And she loved to play with dollies.

I once had a friend,
Her name was Molly,
She loved to hide in the Holly.

My friend named Molly no one could see,
My friend named Molly no one could hear,
But I could and I always knew she was there.

Molly once brought a new friend,
His name was Curt,
But all he wanted me to do was hurt.

Then came another, yet another friend.
Each one got worse and worse until I prayed for it to end.

They screamed in my ears,
They brought me to tears,
And one day I hurt one of my peers.

Mommy was mad,
And she took me to see the doctor.
But the doctor didn't know what was wrong.

I went home and laid in my bed,
The voices screaming in my head.

They won't stop,
I don't think they ever will.

But maybe,
Just maybe,
I can make them stop with daddy's drill.

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Anonymous13 (2015-06-27 08:39:51)

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*pap pap*

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Nemesis (2015-07-03 05:12:12)

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Schizophrenia, duh. The doctor couldn't figure that out? What a terrible doctor.

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Ianite (2015-09-07 21:31:15)

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^ Clearly.


Btw I believe this user quit. Used to be a good friend of mine.

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Perfect_Chaos (2015-09-11 01:29:30)

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^ You should've stopped him.

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Gamzee (2015-10-02 01:16:30)

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I never quit?
I'm just not as active as I used to be.

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Perfect_Chaos (2015-10-03 03:21:37)

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Oh good, so I take it you're no longer schizophrenic?

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Gamzee (2015-10-05 18:43:24)

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I've never been schizophrenic.

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LolStarr (2015-10-21 06:41:56)

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The poem is great,
the comments are hilarious.

I love plaza.

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