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This town is crumbling. With dust turning into ashes. A judgmental life built to the apparent lackluster rhyme. *Trembling lips, forced proximity. Eyes on fire, the vile toxicity.* Trouble. A simple motto to live by... Mockery of shared stupidity. Continually circling to the timeless tune of a love struck fool. A fool, within the rubble. A fool of love, scavenging for a heart. A love-sick-fool, standing with empty arms. Love, it can't be held together with gum found on the bottom of a shoe. Nor can it survive with lies told by you.
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
Love-Sick-Fool
This town is crumbling. With dust turning into ashes. A judgmental life built to the apparent lackluster rhyme. *Trembling lips, forced proximity. Eyes on fire, the vile toxicity.* Trouble. A simple motto to live by... Mockery of shared stupidity. Continually circling to the timeless tune of a love struck fool. A fool, within the rubble. A fool of love, scavenging for a heart. A love-sick-fool, standing with empty arms. Love, it can't be held together with gum found on the bottom of a shoe. Nor can it survive with lies told by you.
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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