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seductive and angry,
it's all in the name of lust,
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grey clouds blink behind a pale blue sky
and we've enetered a dark green maze made out of leaves.
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its kind of poitnless to read lol
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by kibitz
53 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 13 6:52 PM 2005. In Weird
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seductive and angry,
it's all in the name of lust,
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by kibitz
10 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 8 5:15 AM 2005. In Love
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Superficial temptation in my dreams turns haze to smoke.
And the flow can no longer connect in the world we’re living in.
by kibitz
63 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 6 5:49 AM 2005. In Sad, Love
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glass crunches on the gravel beneath your feet
and your standing at the corners of my mind
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the future only belongs like strangers that we've met
but I don't think we're strangers, not before, not yet
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her chains of long hair,
her steel hand clamped firm around my wrist.
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if there was a time people would explain without lies rolling out their mouths,
I would like to tell you that I know everything will be okay,
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we were a family then,
and I didn't know that those pictures of me would result in this.
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trace along my jaw with jaggered words of hope
and see how my tears collapse into confusion
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mm yeah maybe not yes, perhaps, it could be, i dunno.
there, there.
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play me a tune beloved one
your key's have lost their tone
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four bodies, four lost souls, two connections; one physical, the other unknown.
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A conversation between the two of us
trembles above unasked questions and unseen tears.
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here we meet again
fingers tracing scars
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you've got a handful of syllabes in your pocket
and as they line up ready to be fired, shot out and starved
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The air forgave us back then
it let us get away with those small thrills of excitement.
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I don't need to see you to know exactly how you're standing
and I tread the thin wire all the way around the corner,
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sometimes we don't need words,
we just laugh and our troubles scurry away in the depth of out throats
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by kibitz
16 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 13 7:52 AM 2005. In Love
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there's glass beneath the window
a thousand shattered pieces
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I hear the hesitation in your step
and the nerves that lie beneath the silence
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have you run far enough?
to escape the blood coloured petals that fall from the sky?
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Fight this guided fear and hurt.
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