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Up and Out
Contributed by
b3nnehboi
on
Monday, 12th April 2010 @ 04:28:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Stained my hands And its the end now Things are looking up People dont see how But its going to be ok Because after today Wont matter what they say
Laying on my back Ive done my deeds Tied off loose ends Checking my watch to see If I can leave yet Not for the faint hearted Too easily departed And I cant help but be who I was
Sliding on my own This is for me and not for us What happened to the trust When there was no burden We must have been children Just fuelled by lust I want to miss them
Im in the clean summer air On the tennis court Thinking of the fair And when we never fought Automobile thinking of them Speaker christened with jack Johnson The quiet speaks to me
Lay down Lay down Look up and out Its all for me now Lay down Lay down Down.
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b3nnehboi
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2010-04-12 16:28:10] (Date/Time posted on
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