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Green Braces
Contributed by
LevyMetal
on
Wednesday, 16th March 2005 @ 09:28:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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This tin foil burns under the sun and in my palm
I rip it to shreds with just my hand alone
My eyes tear your skin from your weak bones
And i know you are a walking lie with limbs.
Keep those pants and dirty stare you own
Count the hairs on your friends head and leave me alone
Im running out of patience on in uneasy revenge
In the stand of a draw i become the bullet.
These stolen photographs become my inspiration
That gap in your teeth mocks childhood humilation
My angels despair at your rapid rumors in hopes of approval
But you are what i was and im better then you now.
Hands down you are the worst stalker in history
I dance on bars and you say that you missed me
Im tipping your drink out with brutal honesty
In the sweat of a striptease i become the envy.
When your staring down at me its because...
When your holding back me its because...
When your waving out white flags its because...
When your running in circles its because...
When your tongue starts numbing its because..
When your body becomes a forgotten object its because...
I am the bullet.
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LevyMetal
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2005-03-16 21:28:29] (Date/Time posted on
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