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Grade A

the sky's exploding  behind your
eyelids
such sweet tear droplets
cascade into falsities.

It's a tragedy
(being so broken, I mean)
I'd never dream that life could be so wasted
show a trace of innocence- and what?
you'll never be the same
take your excuses like you
take your hits

the sky's exploding, it's all
down
hill    from here
get your dimebag full of innocence
exist while you still can
it's all down
            hill from here

Author notes

bleh.
I'm uninspired lately.
Written July 26th, 2005

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  • Just4u
    September 19, 2005
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    I don't understand the use of fuck here. If your going bring up
    a dimebag maybe poke your way of existance or add a "trick" to it so it would read...

    get your dimebag full of innocence
    another trick, and then
    Fuck your way out of existence,
    afterall it's all down
    hill from here

    No THAT I could relate too...

    Hope all is well in your neck of the woods...

    Hugs...Eddy