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collide

seconds tick like water torture

and it occurs to me i may have misunderstood

misconstrued

mis...miss...missing

always missing out on you

tick tick drip drop drip

in the distance of my mind the trains collide

and i think if i ever get out of here

i want to collide like that with you

messy and hot and shrapnel flying

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Sep 26, 2010
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