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Giving Thanks Is Hard This Year
Contributed by
hedinthaclouds
on
Saturday, 10th December 2005 @ 03:15:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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How do you live in a world full of liars?
How can someone survive?
How can I live in a home where I'm hated?
I've made a home in your lies
They keep me close and visit me every Saturday night
They tell me "I love you me and you will be alright"
Since we never were a couple, I can't pack up your things
So I boxed up your "truly" Your "madly" Your "deeply" your "delilah" and your "swings"
My heart is black and broken I reflect it on my nails
Something visible you can see since my truth always fails
I'm back to daily writing you get me everytime
Written so much about our nothing I can't seem to rhyme
I think it's time to extinguish the "fire in my eyes"
I think it's time to distinguish some truth from all your lies
Please take your words away, I cannot hold this burden
Your words are knives so over used my wrists are really hurting
You are my extacy you are my drug, darling I've overdosed
Too much of you no room for me this wound has been exposed
Don't band-aid my bullet with your lies the blood will seep right through
Just tell me you regret you and me say "I'm sorry but it's true"
Your actions spell it out for me ...You love and hold HER dear
For me always wasn't long enough to you always is a year
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