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You're a nine-volt.
Contributed by
pat346
on
Monday, 21st December 2009 @ 06:33:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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With you it was a game who could hold on to the flame but I ran out of matches you never had them at all
It was more of me wanting you then you ever wanting to turn it all around and start it all again
Wishful thinking's down the drain you were a goddess dear And I know this sounds insane but I wish that you were here I know I said all those things and yeah they were true but despite all your hurting me I just can't hurt you
With you it was tug-a-war and you had me on the floor embarrassed burn on my face and you dragging me everywhere
It was an endless fight of who was wrong and who was right the latter was always me I'm not being vein at all
She was my battery pack I was running out of juice Every time I turned my back She'd be tying me my noose I know I said all those things and yeah they were true but despite all your hurting me I just can't hurt you
There she was at her window Smiling down on me like the sun to the street she dried up all my tears There I was on that ladder looking up to you You were all that mattered for years and years and years
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2009-12-21 18:33:21] (Date/Time posted on
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