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03.15.04. in morning.
i looked at you, i looked at you,
i looked at you and theres that smile,
lean to my lips, every chance i get,
i looked at you and red lights lit fires.
kissing lips of lies, kissing lips tipped with cane.
if i could turn all the clocks back i would for you.
it would all happen again, and id kill him first.
id bleed to see you never meet me.
to see you never cry would mean the world to me.
i looked at you and you kissed my lips.
day after day i hate everytime i wake up to see your eyes without your breath upon my neck.
i looked at you and all the red lights scream run.
if i could do it again id take my life to see you never cry.
i looked at you and i see myself.
i see the concrete welcoming you into a place you never knew me.
i looked at you, and you kissed my lips one last time.
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03.15.04. cancer
i can only see your tears from across this field of pacification and sterile versions of care. No one wants to stop crying, it feels too right in that state. everyone wants to feel that way for time it takes to feel justified. Keeping care for yourself answers everything. Remember to take in your own ounce of vilification. Be your own savior. Your own patience. Everyone is beautiful, take that to sleep with you on lorals of personal right. Ethos will see you through the darkness. Take hate with you to the next time it happens, take anger to meet the next experience head on. You are afterall only human.
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03.18.04. 20 minutes both ways. 40 minutes round trip. six fucking dollars.
sensitive to every issue, he only wanted to dance the fucking tango one more time before he died. The moral side of him wanted to kill everything in front of him... he
i looked at you, i looked at you,
i looked at you and theres that smile,
lean to my lips, every chance i get,
i looked at you and red lights lit fires.
kissing lips of lies, kissing lips tipped with cane.
if i could turn all the clocks back i would for you.
it would all happen again, and id kill him first.
id bleed to see you never meet me.
to see you never cry would mean the world to me.
i looked at you and you kissed my lips.
day after day i hate everytime i wake up to see your eyes without your breath upon my neck.
i looked at you and all the red lights scream run.
if i could do it again id take my life to see you never cry.
i looked at you and i see myself.
i see the concrete welcoming you into a place you never knew me.
i looked at you, and you kissed my lips one last time.
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03.15.04. cancer
i can only see your tears from across this field of pacification and sterile versions of care. No one wants to stop crying, it feels too right in that state. everyone wants to feel that way for time it takes to feel justified. Keeping care for yourself answers everything. Remember to take in your own ounce of vilification. Be your own savior. Your own patience. Everyone is beautiful, take that to sleep with you on lorals of personal right. Ethos will see you through the darkness. Take hate with you to the next time it happens, take anger to meet the next experience head on. You are afterall only human.
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03.18.04. 20 minutes both ways. 40 minutes round trip. six fucking dollars.
sensitive to every issue, he only wanted to dance the fucking tango one more time before he died. The moral side of him wanted to kill everything in front of him... he