Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Changed

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Change... change... I've changed
I didn't want to, didn't mean to. Had to. Had to.

Live... live, I gotta live...
with what I call art,
wrapped around my fucking heart.
The one that draws you to me, and kicks you to the ground.

And kicks me to the gutter.

Lower... lower... I can get lower.
Than you, than them. Had to. Had to.

Lie... Lie, I gotta lie...
about what I feel,
no big fucking deal
It's just what I do when I'm tired of being down.

When I long for the gutter.


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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Cold

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It's never the cold.
Never the cold...
It's the wind that cuts through your jacket
And heart.

Nothing you can do
Zip, tie, pull the collar up to your chin
Still, it chills your skin
And breaks your heart

The warmth inside you
Leaves with every breath
And every thoughtful word meant
To break her heart

It's never the cold
Never the fucking cold
It's the wind, the words carried upon it
That crushes your delicate heart

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