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27-11-2010, 22:38

Citaat:
Boyfriend. Girlfriend. Jameson. Vicodin.
Life under pressure. We'd take death over selfishness.
Forever never again, win, lose or draw blood. Sever all ties from wrist to cramps, I can taste the iron in your honesty when forced puppy dog eyes drop placebo rain.
The hatred still grows just like it was the real thing. You do your magic self-esteem.
Wire me shut. Let the rate of implode increase.
I can push harder, this conclusions, fall between cracks.
See your smile slip off your face and put it's hands around your neck.
Chasing paradise without a pulse. Anticipating seizure, sleeping with eyes red.
Avoiding your soft spots is hard. Swinging knuckles into thin air. If we only knew oxygen would hold a grudge. I can't tell if we're painting or praying. All I know is we hurt. So it must be real,
love,
another long night of short stories. That's how that goes, where grass grows there is a past buried in a time capsule and I am attracted to it's shadow.
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27-11-2010, 22:40


Gooit een steen naar z'n hoofd toe.

27-11-2010, 22:41

Citaat door raziel:
Gooit een steen naar z'n hoofd toe.


xontwijkt de steen.

Can't touch this.. tuuuu tu ru tu, tu ru, tu ruuu can't touch this

27-11-2010, 22:43
We'd take death over selfishness.

Mooi zinnetje.

27-11-2010, 23:04


Very nice!!