This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital::Fall out boy **Inspiration**
she glanced up
at the girl she used to be
nostalgic for train wrecks
she thinks to her self
about
the things she'd do
old habbits die hard
but this one just wont quit
defeats not exceptable
and behind the [smiles]
is pure agony
to escape
from who she is now
do you even want to
continue
with friends like this
who needs enemies
lifes full of
awkward glances
intoxication
in the rarest form
fill my head with lyrics
and it never stops wirling
fill my head with knowledge and
its dead on arrival
writers block is pointless
throw words down and grasp from those
i cnat fix
your problems
but i promise not to tell
trust me
ill forget before i get the chance
1/2 second attention span
leaves me wrestles
for better things
this is old and im
drawing a blank
van gough's
rolling in his grave
at this poor excuse for art
love me please
so at least some one does
Monday, May 7, 2007
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