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Oct 2012
one day you'll pick the shortest straw in the stack
and this time i wont be there
i hate the way you have me on this string
like a spider spinning a lonely web
i'm waiting for you to have me for your dinner
but you just keep on keeping on with the others
i can't wait anymore countless years
opportunities pass me by
opportunities pass my eyes
though time flies
i can't get past this hurtle of you
i can't wait anymore years for you to decide to cover my body in your love
like a spider on a string
lost in your comatose
lost in your sunken vegetated eyes
too comfortable in her arms
your name rings in my head like an alarm clock that wont shut off
i have never accepted so much unintentional mental abuse
yet i still find myself at your side everytime
opportunities pass me by
opportunities pass my eyes
though time flies
i can't get past this hurtle of you
i can't wait anymore years for you to decide to cover my body in your love
like a spider on a string
lost in your comatose
lost in your sunken vegetated eyes
too comfortable in her arms
pascal
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