Monday, February 16, 2009

Fillial being

And you're so strong, you'd never fall into my arms
Never need a tissue
Never have an issue

And at times I'd melt just like a sundae
When you wear a red shirt
When you go out and flirt

And lately it just seems to me that you're gone
I can't tame you
I will not name you

And Man 'oh Man your hair is like a balloon
Just wanna' lye in it
Just wanna' die in it

And thats just great, you made me look like a fool
Thats what you wanted
That why I'm haunted

Images.
of you.
Crowding
round .
my.
doorstep.
Taking.
the.
time to.
get to.
know.
me.

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