Mar 02, 2011 22:05
crying,
tell me that you are crying,
let it pour while i am smiling
no more thoughts of sober bastards
yes way but no way
go crazy while you are crying
mind blown like my twelve year old telephone
your intake is too much to say
who you are, who you were
when we hold hands, crying
the days tossed behind us
its just not enough
tell me your passion
the reason for war
tell me your profession,
and lets get together, talk some more.
stutterting
you told me this,
get a grip
my life and your time
crying,
you told me this,
take the time
and tell me bliss....
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oic, weird events do weird things to my head.
for example.
what homin said, i am currently sad :(
+poem