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She takes notice, she takes focus, She takes more than me back home, We're flipping up and upside down, Twisting out loud our frowns are turned around and I'm falling, I'm Face to face with her after such a long stalling, But I hear you wonder till there's thunder with our knot-be-noose in said tangled lies, Let me notify you that your hot and cold lenses are making this fight, That far away I'm noticing your ear's are just cotton shut tight, See, you push the prone as I need her by my side, Resenting to let go of possessive love Though you know that I'm right, Know this, That I'll pull tight what you've towed until you detach, You'll fall back into night without a single flash, But like child you cut till you craft blood, A big red stain that will wash out in rain and separate mud, I still hear your pathetic voice in it's low and screeching highs, I tell you, don't take it to my home, it's horrid, Alone you should sing or cry or just get over it, But here again you're needing a loan Though you never owed or owned, Nevertheless I'll leave a last help And pray it should lay like a stone, Hear that what you needed was a backbone Every time you hunched and never tried, Every time you plunged blind With no stable step in your life, So I say good riddance and bare well, A last goodbye and farewell, You've poisoned your own time and mine, Now finally let it be good, I'll finally let it be right.
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Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 9:16 AM UTC
Nessie's Green Bones I Found in Past Currents
She takes notice, she takes focus, She takes more than me back home, We're flipping up and upside down, Twisting out loud our frowns are turned around and I'm falling, I'm Face to face with her after such a long stalling, But I hear you wonder till there's thunder with our knot-be-noose in said tangled lies, Let me notify you that your hot and cold lenses are making this fight, That far away I'm noticing your ear's are just cotton shut tight, See, you push the prone as I need her by my side, Resenting to let go of possessive love Though you know that I'm right, Know this, That I'll pull tight what you've towed until you detach, You'll fall back into night without a single flash, But like child you cut till you craft blood, A big red stain that will wash out in rain and separate mud, I still hear your pathetic voice in it's low and screeching highs, I tell you, don't take it to my home, it's horrid, Alone you should sing or cry or just get over it, But here again you're needing a loan Though you never owed or owned, Nevertheless I'll leave a last help And pray it should lay like a stone, Hear that what you needed was a backbone Every time you hunched and never tried, Every time you plunged blind With no stable step in your life, So I say good riddance and bare well, A last goodbye and farewell, You've poisoned your own time and mine, Now finally let it be good, I'll finally let it be right.
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Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 9:16 AM UTC
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