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You're a nine-volt.
Contributed by
pat346
on
Monday, 21st December 2009 @ 06:33:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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With you it was a game
who could hold on to the flame
but I ran out of matches
you never had them at all
It was more of me wanting you
then you ever wanting to
turn it all around
and start it all again
Wishful thinking's down the drain
you were a goddess dear
And I know this sounds insane
but I wish that you were here
I know I said all those things
and yeah they were true
but despite all your hurting me
I just can't hurt you
With you it was tug-a-war
and you had me on the floor
embarrassed burn on my face
and you dragging me everywhere
It was an endless fight
of who was wrong and who was right
the latter was always me
I'm not being vein at all
She was my battery pack
I was running out of juice
Every time I turned my back
She'd be tying me my noose
I know I said all those things
and yeah they were true
but despite all your hurting me
I just can't hurt you
There she was at her window
Smiling down on me
like the sun to the street
she dried up all my tears
There I was on that ladder
looking up to you
You were all that mattered
for years and years and years
Copyright ©
pat346
... [
2009-12-21 18:33:21] (Date/Time posted on
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