She said hello you said hi
She said go you said goodbye
She said no!, you asked her “why?”
“Haven’t we tried before not to ever lie”
You put up a show of when not to cry
“How would I know but this love must die”
Burnt to the core in a blink of an eye
She wanted more but too late in reply
That I love you so, let’s give it a try
Knock on my door, I’m about to come alive
Whatever you have in store, I’m here to buy
Whatever reasons it’s for, I’m here to comply
there's no point to any of this. it's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. so I take pleasure in the details. you know... a quarter-pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt..troy dyer in reality bites.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
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1 comment:
dude...u were late for office today...hahahahaha.....
btw, y so emo today...izzit one of "those" days....
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