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Empathy, anyone?
07.09.05 (3:05 pm)   [edit]
"How do you prepare

When you love someone this way

To let them go a little more each day?"
 
Hit and Run
07.06.05 (1:03 pm)   [edit]
burn marks on my bare skin
i thought it was love we were making
once was blind, now am aching
red eyed, black eyed

 

you've won
hit and run
i never knew love is a gun

 

on my death bed
like a wounded animal on the side of the road
you ran me over back and forth
back and forth
you're amazingly fierceless and entirely cold
 
You came to the right place
06.30.05 (8:54 am)   [edit]
Games are to be played when one is at his peak and getting bored
But not when one is barely standing
Love is to be sold
When one is truly getting cold
And it seems that the darkness is never ending

If you lost hope
You came to the right place
So fake a smile upon your exhausted face

People are to be used
Only when you've got a great excuse
To give them once they're lying drained
The truth won't set you free
If it would wind up hurting me
Because when crossed, I get desperately deranged
 
Band aids in the mail box
06.27.05 (1:48 am)   [edit]
my, you have such long lashes
i'd hate to see them shutter on those lovely lovely eyes
don't look away
don't let the mascara run
not on my acount

 

i'll keep my words to myself
and my hands to myself
i'll leave you band aids in the mail box

 

my, you blend so beautifuly in the landscape
i want to reach out and grab you
but i'm afraid you might break
and if i've shattered you some
i do apologize
i myself am a fraction of a man