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Mar 28, 2004 21:53

I was compelled to post this. Sorry if I'm being too open. I don't give a fuck

Cuts, Losses, Crosses.

Skin on skin, you’re plastered to my thoughts
My memories cry out, begging me to forget
Skin flushed pale in the moonlight
The only thing I’d say to you tonight
Is good-bye so long, I’ll write you tomorrow
Unless my heart breaks from holding on
I’d follow you forever until morning comes and kills us both
I’d hold your hand and beg you to be strong
We live two different worlds, and I’m losing grip, tired of holding on
Shielded by my sarcasm, a witty tongue protects the masses
Ripe with things to say, I hold you from a distance
Plastered smile, I’m alright, sick tight, this one night ride
Torn apart by parallel realities, I’d smile and you’d smile back at me
For a change, this world is fake, nothing of anything first create
Lies at one am make everything alright
Broken glass crushed underfoot, bleeding hearts, the epitome of me and you
Die trying, die tonight, bitter memories are all I’ve got left anyway
It doesn’t matter in the end, sometimes you lose.
Sometimes you lose.
Mascara running tears, faked emotion, elevator music, silent fists
In the quiet of my mind it all fits together
Stolen property, lost assignments, cuts.
Checkered armbands, converses, losses.
57th street, a library, crosses.
Bite your lip, close your eyes
You won’t be missing me this time
Invincible, walking between false realities
Torn hopes, shattered dreams, aching holes
Quiet peace.
I hope you know I see you when I sleep.
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