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Aug 26, 2007 19:11

woman's curves fit perfectly into puffs of smoke
sitting on the curb with lights fracturing my eyes.
I need a new way out, a one way ticket in mind
I'm stuck in a place where I don't want to be in the black and white
and the gray area is muddled with thick fog escaping his mouth.
my ribs are breaking under pressure of what is right vs. what is wrong
and that wasn't a question directed to you so feel free to sit in silence
I need a hug, a new drug, or away to escape unknown fate.

I want to read a tragic love story
where I know all the characters and I don't get hurt.
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