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your words so sweet they rotten your teeth. guzzling up your lies so we wont see. it'll be a battle to the death of our dignity. a fight between just you and just me. who will be the first to commit the worst? actions so painful but the memories more like knife work. they'll fade away and only be remembered as plastered faces. all that will remain are cigarettes with their lipstick traces. and to end with nothing but disposition, all those unaccredited good doings, all that wasted ambition. -dh
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC
Memories More Like Knife Work
your words so sweet they rotten your teeth. guzzling up your lies so we wont see. it'll be a battle to the death of our dignity. a fight between just you and just me. who will be the first to commit the worst? actions so painful but the memories more like knife work. they'll fade away and only be remembered as plastered faces. all that will remain are cigarettes with their lipstick traces. and to end with nothing but disposition, all those unaccredited good doings, all that wasted ambition. -dh
darby-hewitt
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC
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