Mellenkahlee
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Saturday, March 13, 2004
Sonu Zort from URL @ 6:03 PM Sonu... She never finds the time to Stick around so I'll go Find another one to waste my time A ruined young blood pumper Which waits for one to fix it Grabbing for one's heels is not a crime He's Dying on the inside Always since that winter That he met one to damage everything And get around to what it all would bring A... A thing... A girl... A rotten feeling... In a red stomach that is bleeding Inside a lumox still repeating "I will never see one better than this girl. This only sugar in a bitter world." Just dumber every moment Still puking out his guts and Only God can supress his will to die He's punching out his keyboard And screaming at the ceiling Holding on to anything thats dry He's Dying on the inside Always since that winter That he met one to damage everything And get around to what it all would bring A... A thing... A girl... A rotten feeling... In a red stomach that is bleeding Inside a lumox still repeating "I will never see one better than this girl. This only sugar in a bitter world." Oh-------- What else is missing The feel of kissing Someone who's listening For my que I will tell you to bring me Yourself in a peach tree And watch the sun go down I'll watch your head lay down I will tell you to bring yes Yourself in this new dress And watch the sun set low And give your lips a go Creating such a glow Creating such a glow Creating such a glow
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