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Sep 03, 2006 23:48

And Your request for medication, mediation, deprevation

Climaxed at low velocity

High toxicity

And you ask me to forget the half-hearted memories.

Birthday Cake when no-one is home

My Dear sir, I hope these thoughts were not just empty recolections from a broken spirit

If only I could give you hope with out breaking down

If I could light the way with out dimming my strength

I would have given it all, but all I have to give is the love you closed your eyes on.

(one too many times)

Get out, get out

It's what comes to mind,

waiting in the cold to give weight to my tears.

As I breathed out this smoke I saw my fears

The view off the cliff as we were joined, holding you when you were weak

Get out, get out

I recall this.

How hopefull I thought that I could heal you, but you're far too poisoned for me.

Hiding from a
poisoned memory.
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