October
Wednesday 27 February 2008 photo 2/7
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chemical vocation - unspection She keeps in mind to wash her brain. I remember when I knew her She had faith enough to fake I recall a face passed in vein. Never had a guiding light or a place to call home Sore dried eyes, It'll keep on welling for nothing Thats's all You've bled enough She's running rapid with self-deception She tried to hide it from herself unjustified. The dagger failed her, the misconception of a better place The offer made to wage the answer, That no-one knew. The answer, she would never blame you. Never had a guiding light or a place to call home. Sore dried eyes, It'll keep on welling for nothing, that's all One last game for three, two broken wings stretched to derage the air-raid. Wash it of this time only, I know it's somewhere. So say goodbye Take her hand dig her out of the mud You can't save the world just say goodbye.
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