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call me tragic
Contributed by
xbleedingheart
on
Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 10:49:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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I used to be that girl who would listen to your every word And bathe in those looks you would cast me While we sat at the separate extreme ends of everything. I would smile at you but only my best And dream about summer when would spend hours Out back arguing about what music to listen too And hanging out with people we never really liked before then I used to love it when you held me And told me that my music sucked And that I was failure and should jump off a bridge And run your hands through my hair before when it was long I used to be that girl who would spend hours with you Between concerts, living rooms, and the park down the street Laughing, talking, and never letting go of you those were the greatest time But now its gone away and time has turned them into memories We sit together and talk about how it used to be I hold you tight and cry whenever things get bad And you tell me that everything will change back to how it was You call me beautiful once more then lay me down on your bed And sit on ground feeling my arms as if Im no longer alive I dont think I ever told you how much I loved you And I dont think I ever wanted to anymore than then You kissed the tips of my fingers and called me tragic
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Re: call me tragic
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 12:20:40 AM AEST (User
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Very unique, rare write.
Awesome masterpeice.
huggs,
emy |
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