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Friday, May 09, 2003
Loving you comes easy.
It's letting go that's hard.
Why do we put it in a box?
Do you hold a key to unlock
this love in my pocket~
pickin' out the lint...
it's a four year stint.
Have I sculptured a dream that revolves
around your statue grin? Will she call out gin?
One sip of her sound and I'm drunk.
I can still stand, wavering~
--slowly savouring--
and loves a punk
that stunk so bad you heaved.
Love still believes we belong together.
Will you choose to lose or win--
out on this in,
call it a sin that will haunt us forever--
but I'd rather be bound by leather
than to see our love sever
over and over again...
echoes of an end
"best" friend
you move like me
you talk and walk like me
i am like you
i walk and talk like you
i m u
u r 4 i
all these synchronistic alibi's
hidden in our eyes
the truth remains~
I'm not with you~
love stays sealed
and all love is real
when you're next to me
it's x t c...
I am not afraid to play the fool
and I 'aint too cool to go back to loves school.
It's a hard place to go
Knowing the love that flows
Our faces can't help but show
everything that we feel is real
and your kisses I cannot steal
A painters paintbrush
your lips painting a picture
with a red blush
a lusty flush
I will not hush
is it too much to know that love
will hunt us down
until it has found it's fill.
I know you think this song is about you,
don't you?
--well, it is-
and it 'aint nobody's BIZiness
if i do--
well,
except for maybe you.
At what cost?
U R
priceless like love...
posted by Milli
at 5/09/2003 11:12:00 PM
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