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Strangle my trust...
Contributed by
In_a_While
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Tuesday, 5th July 2005 @ 02:51:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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This anger in me, is the bird that's not free
And the rest is all butter and cheese
I try to show smiles, that are stretched upon miles
but roadkill's a lonely disease
Tick Tock Take Time
I'll never see Hell, but to her i will tell
The weight of every tear falling
The summer may see, clouds chasing me
Then Friday may finally come calling
Tick Tock Take Time
I'm bored with my dust, love is distrust
My angel is made up of mourning
And if you must, strangle my trust
Be it so that it feels boring
Tick Tock Take Time
dw
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Re: Strangle my trust...
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by hardrocker15198916 on
Wednesday, 27th July 2005 @ 01:43:17 PM AEST
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Thats intersting...
I like it nonetheless
goodjob
I really am enoying your poetry
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