Friday, November 21, 2008

lalala~

We are lies like the summertime. Like the spring we are such fools. Like fall we are the prophets. Like winter we are cruel. I don't know what's wrong with us. They just made us this way. There's a hole in you and me that pulls us together. And I don't know where we belong. I think we grew under a bad sun. I know we're not like everyone. Every day you bring me pain and we savor it like rain. We hold it on our tongues just like wine. Someday back when we were young I guess something just went wrong. The two of us are hung from the same twisted rope.

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