- published: March 25, 2005
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© Copyright by ryangilr0y
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You were jaded and jaged with emotion,
and I caused it all.
You blame me for this,
and yet I just get drug along.
I tasted those kisses,
that kept me believing that this was real,
that this was true love.
Flying Machines and Words Unheard and Still Unseen
Connected to You, by Every Little Insult
Sucking only Refers to Cheap Exisitance and Cheaper Whores
A Salvation Shaped Hole
Late Night Driving and Feeling Poetic..
The Writings on the Burn Ward's Wall.
The Hero Dies At the End
Molotov Cocktail of Emotion
Crumpled Inside of the Bookbag of Time
Your Eyes of My Future
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