I thought I had hope
But it was red as your hands
And the hints you dropped
Collected and shaped
Into something so lovely
But only to turn out fake
But who was I kidding
This cruel hole in my back
Matches your knife
Made from your words
You said to me last night
So with out question
I failed once again
Convinced there was something
But nothing to be found
Just some over used phrases
Only to be repeated again
You will love me always
Which is never in the end
Its not a win loose situation
Its just some more lies
That cover up this dried up dream















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This cruel hole in my back
Matches your knife
Made from your words
You said to me last night
^^^I love this~!~~
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"This cruel hole in my back
Matches your knife
Made from your words"
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cheers,
"so you made me come, then you sent me away like a messanger bird. So I circled the earth blown away in the wind, but I always returned" -Bright Eyes
10:24
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With Love,
-Al
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With Love,
-Al
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Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
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With Love,
-Al
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