She likes the torment
and that's all I can give
She sees the ocean
when there's only desert
I wish I could carve out my heart
steal a new one from someone
with legitimate feelings
or someone who's a good fucking liar
seal it up with a shroud of ignorance
and roses
she likes roses
But she has that damaging psyche
like a low tide sucking out all the water
I get pulled like a piece of floating garbage
and she'll take what she can get
Friday, December 5, 2008
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