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| At your request
12-06-2007I’ve done it all for you
At your request
No matter how small
It made me feel
I’ve done it all for you
At your request
No matter how many lies
I’ve had to tell
I’ve done it all for you
At your request
No matter the pain
I’ve put myself through
I’ve done it all for you
At your request So when is my time
To ask of you
A small favor or two
Hoping you’ll deem them worthy
Of completion Just let me know
When the time is right
So I can continue serving
At your request | | |
| There was a time
12-06-2007When I hear them speak
Of the sands of time
I think each grain
Must be a memory
Of times we used to have
Times we lost or just forgot
I grope blindly
Letting greed consume me
As I grasp all I can
Heating them in my sweaty fist
Pressing them with all my might
In time they'll form together
Setting themselves to be
The glass which protects
Our last picture together
From a time when we were loved | | |
| Fuck it
01-20-2000 Read my words
Study my soul
Deny my truths See in me
What you refuse
To see in yourself
Despise my esixtence
And the constant reminder
Of failed humanity
All of you
Who remain so calm
During all of this
Which picks away at me
Turning me into a morbid shell
The empty coffin called my body
Which the world fights to catch
Twisting me, forming me
Attempting to conform me Fuck it Read my words
Study my soul
Deny my truths Leave me to my misery
Bitter silence is all I know
To live insde that silence
To be that uncomfortable feeling
That takes your breath in the night
Is all that I desire | | |
| Over now
06/03/2003 Every morning is a nightmare
When I wake
With you at my side
Tomorrow will be the same
If you don't leave
I said I loved you
But that's over now
It's all over now
So pack your things
Catch that first
Midnight train to Georgia
Just make sure
I'm not around
Life was great before
Then you made it better
But it's funny how
Now al I do is suffer
With you at my side
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| 08/18/06 I just played that song
Thirteen times
And might be so inclined
To play it more
I couldn't tell you much
About what he said
With a golden voice
His six string companion
Puliing its weight
Each note satisfying
To my ear
Fading in and out
Only focused enough to know
The noise still spills
From the wired buds
Stretched across my head
The words don't make
Too much sense anymore
But that's ok
I'm still smiling anyway | | |
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