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my pen is the gun
Contributed by
xbleedingheart
on
Thursday, 18th August 2005 @ 01:30:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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No ones trying to keep it a secret This pen is the barrel of a gun And by tomorrow Ill be living only through Those pictures that were taken years ago Its not like I wanted this to happen Theres not even a reason why it should Since when was fate more than a word? It must have been when you dreamed last night In black and white and the images upside down You told me what the world was And said it dark and puzzling So now I hold the pen and push it on the paper Before on my own skin Your shallow breathing makes it okay And not a another sound is heard For the next 7 years
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xbleedingheart
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2005-08-18 13:30:02] (Date/Time posted on
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