Wednesday, November 28, 2007

on getting me

All she wanted was a little bit of solid, Feels like love, it doesn't matter what you call it. Heal those cuts or hide 'em underneath the polish, Break another promise and take me as a hostage (take me).- Atmosphere (Pour Me Another)
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I feel his arm snake under my side as he curls closer towards me.

I want to have the energy to get up and walk away,

But I am too far gone to care anymore,

so I accept this gesture,

even though I know it means nothing.

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