Forget the bullshit, My heart is overdrawn.
Fuck it all, because you’re always gone.
No more truths to be shown
No future to be grown.
No faded photo’s to remember
just another fantasy to dismember.
Fleeting is this passion I contain.
While I lose my infinite capacity for pain.
Dumbfounded and unable to confess
Discombobulated and unable to confess.
Latch onto something, Anything
And see the pain that love can bring.
No smile, No worries anymore…
Just yet another reason to walk out that door.

09/11/2003

Posted on 09/11/2003
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