wearily weeping tears sublime,
through memories laid bare.
a future teetering on borrowed time
wearily weeping tears sublime.
devastation resembling sordid rhymes,
as the world peers in,will they care?
wearily weeping tears sublime,
through memories suddenly bare.
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Monday, March 14, 2011
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wurdz GRABBERS
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she never told me what made her do it... what could drive someone to play God and dangle,helplessly, from the edge of nothing...
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i say got dam what a rush! leaning back taking in sensations from friday night libations while visions of bouncing ro...
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what was it ‘bout that sharecroppin’ boy usin’ a guitar as a toy? bendin’ and stretchin’ each emotion drenched note, sing...
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the beat of the bass bumps. baby, it's cold outside but warm inside and fingers slide along curves which s...