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in my cut up hands
written by Poison Ivy08:16 PM 11/22/04why are you the one to make me cry?
a few years passed by too slowly
and i waited for you.
you talked about other gorls you loved
and i just listened
resisting my heart's will to exclaim.
i always loved you
hiding feelings behind telephone calls
only friends
for so long it hurt
i didnt want to wait
being killed bby my weakness
i lay dying
and now i am being forced to return.
why where you the one to make me cry?
now we know where we stand
so I'll be here
holding my head in my cut up hands |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (2-9-2005 - 12:06 AM)
| i too will hold my head.... for damian. |
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