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Quit it
Contributed by
fayeelizibeth
on
Wednesday, 30th May 2007 @ 09:25:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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My hearts a stained glass window So quit throwing your rocks Youre gonna make a mess You dont know how to clean up
Your souls a rope around my neck So quit running so far away Ive got bruises on bruises And some would call this abuse
Your kiss is a vampires bite The pleasure that touches the deep agony of mortality So quit kissing me already You only remind me of what I dont have
Your embrace is my house So quit taking it away Its cold outside in December And I dont want to be homeless again
Copyright ©
fayeelizibeth
... [
2007-05-30 21:25:22] (Date/Time posted on
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