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all the pretty girls go to the city
Created on 17 January 2005 (#5797524)
Last updated on
4 February 2011
ask me if you want it.
and i know i have a long way to go
when the day comes when i can love everything.
with your silhouette when the sunlight dims
into your eyes where the moonlight swims
and your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns
who among them would try to impress you?
A pig in a cage on antibiotics.
i swear that im dying. slowly, but it's happening.
well pass the flask and close your eyes.
and i am a writer, writer of fictions. i am the heart that you call home. and i've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones. and if you dont love me let me go.
i'm a million different people from one day to the next..