...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Monday, September 15, 2008
I dont want my Love being something to handle I got enough to handle all the time I'm too free to put my self into a box of silly names, directions and rules so dont.... piss down my neck and tell me it's raining
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