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that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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She smiles and knows that I'm neither here nor there
Wrenched between those forks in the road A candle is alight, somewhere in my brain and it's melting away next to broken dreams The future looks back towards me knowingly as I fall to sleep working out the mind of a girl with a heart shaped necklace and a knack for getting things wrong whilst getting me right I splinter in a haze of green and eyes of blue living in a dream and a world of split seams tracing words onto her arms with my fingertips to only receive a curve of the lips in return There's a quiet obsession lodged somewhere in her body or at least she tells me as I'm gripping to those letters the L's, the O's, the V's, the E's, that spill from her mouth to reply to a boy who has hung himself with loose lips I faulter when I succeed and you see we are now content Speaking in the silence, holding you when I am down the boy is now the girl and this girl is afraid of how much he loves you and everything he says The obsession is a game and he sits on the losers bench Always with open arms towards you as you sit upon the fence |
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