Memories
Another thing ive swallowed
To make the pain go away
Another drunken memory
But ill do the same today
Im sick of all this hatrid
All this desperate need for love
Im banking on all these false promises
But it never is enough
If if could change one thing
It would be,not to feel this way
I want you to hold me in your arms
Doesnt matter who you are
The comfort seems to replace the old
Im the lonliness waiting for you out in the cold
I could die with all this shit
Cradled softly in my arms
this is what we have created together
A destructive pattern of harm
a memory in time that wouldnt last forever
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comaposted on 04/02/2007
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