Think of thoughts wasted
When she never gave you one.
Leaping out of your shell
And unknowingly jumping into hell.
You are so overrated,
And I wasn't appreciated.
You cut clean, we never fought.
So you wanted what you got.
Bomb dropped
In car
Going in reverse.
And momentum
still can't break the curse.
Oh I try
While you lie
So don't bother angel
I'm fine on the road to familiar.
But now I know
that every feeling of desire
was just fuel to set on fire.
I stopped pleading,
couldn't help the bleeding
Thanks to the venom thats got me healing.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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