i dont like it,
when you tell me,
you need a cigarette break,
i have just one little plea.
be good for me,
forget all the bad things,
you've already learned,
forget all the attached strings.
just take my hand,
im not trying to twist your mind,
i just need a hand to hold,
and we can just unwind.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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glad to see you're still writing
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