[Rock_Bottom]

Aug 31, 2005 23:41

A chip in the glass, but these crystal lined bones wont break and shatter in to the fragile center of it all...

Nothing ever works right.

Take me home.

To that windy city.

To the beautiful people I once knew.

To that city I've fallen in love with.

To the place where I was first kissed.

To those loving arms of hers.

To the people I love.

To that pretty hose.

Take me home.

I've become pathetic.

Hopeless.

Dependent.

Lonely.

END.
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