Sorry, my hair. I miss you too. But you're gone, and it's too late. Perched, blossoming on my head, Metal meets metal, blade meets blade. You were on the floor, Then in the vacuum, Then the trash. The can by the curb, O, my hair, what have i done?
I did? Oopps my bad. Do you want it back? Oh that's right I can't because YOU CUT ME OFF!
*Booooohooooooo*
Yes hair can cry...you sweat on your head when your hot right? WRONG! That means your hair is crying because you didn't wash it or just did and are now getting us all smelly.
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about time you dirty hippie
yup
I miss you! I have no home now :(
Sorry, my hair.
I miss you too.
But you're gone, and it's too late.
Perched, blossoming on my head,
Metal meets metal,
blade meets blade.
You were on the floor,
Then in the vacuum,
Then the trash.
The can by the curb,
O, my hair, what have i done?
That...touched the deepest part of my hair heart. I miss your head...but I guess now I must go and be buried under dirt.
I once had a home,
now it's gone.
To sleep I must go
under a eternal haze.
I will always miss you
Goodbye.
I attempted a poem... it was the best I can do.
A masterpiece!
I miss you, my hair.
All of my creativity has fled me!
My hair took it all.
I did? Oopps my bad. Do you want it back?
Oh that's right I can't because YOU CUT ME OFF!
*Booooohooooooo*
Yes hair can cry...you sweat on your head when your hot right? WRONG! That means your hair is crying because you didn't wash it or just did and are now getting us all smelly.
cry cry cry
Deeply disturbing, this line of conversation.
Im sorry its disturbing Mr.X but it'll be ok cause Im retiring now
Goodbye Shane...It was awesome times...I will miss them.
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