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Won't you go away, love.
Contributed by
HonestInk
on
Wednesday, 1st April 2009 @ 05:27:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Like the spine of an old book, Tender at the seams, I rest my head on a cool window as the bus pulls on. I think of him, again. Songs stuck in my head, Faces to memories like a disease, When the only cure is my heroine himself. I'm breaking again, Despite everything we've gone through, No matter the reasons For why it turned out this way, Despite all of my wasted effort. Maybe I should thank him myself, For handing me reality, When I was on top of the world At such a dangerous altitude. I was bound to slip and fall, But I never thought I'd be pushed. It's stupid to regret now, Maybe stupid to think I have a chance, But it's even harder hearing everyone agree with me, like they do. It's for the best, it's for the best... That's because, You're the best. You were what was right. And until you saw right through me... I thought there was some hope.
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HonestInk
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2009-04-01 17:27:11] (Date/Time posted on
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