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my pen is the gun
Contributed by
xbleedingheart
on
Thursday, 18th August 2005 @ 01:30:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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No ones trying to keep it a secret
This pen is the barrel of a gun
And by tomorrow I’ll be living only through
Those pictures that were taken years ago
It’s not like I wanted this to happen
There’s not even a reason why it should
Since when was fate more than a word?
It must have been when you dreamed last night
In black and white and the images upside down
You told me what the world was
And said it dark and puzzling
So now I hold the pen and push it on the paper
Before on my own skin
Your shallow breathing makes it okay
And not a another sound is heard
For the next 7 years
Copyright ©
xbleedingheart
... [
2005-08-18 13:30:02] (Date/Time posted on
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