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"UNKNOWN"

I LOOK AT YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME AND 
YOUR EYES ARE BURNING A BEAUTIFUL CRIMSON
I WANTED TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH 
I TRUELY DID BUT I WAS ALREADY STRUCK STUPID WITH LOVE
FINALLY ABLE TO MOVE ON  FROM THAT FIRST LOVE

YOU COULD PICK UP THE PIECIES OF MY BROKEN HEART 
AND DO WITH THEM AS YOU PLEASED 
ALL WAS WELL UNTIL YOU WERE TOLD THE TRUTH 
WHY HAD I BEEN SO STUPID 
THE PRESSURE AND A NEED TO KEEP HER HAPPY 

I ALWAYS WANTED TO TELL YOU AND I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE 
BEFORE I GOT ATTACHED TO YOU AND FELT THE NEED TO HOLD
I WANTED TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS BUT YOU PUSHED AWAY
UNTIL I WANTED  TO DIE 
BUT YOU WOULDN'T LET THAT HAPPEN

SO NOW I SIT BACK IN THE DARKNESS OF MY OWN THOUGHTS
WRITTING AWAY KILLING MY PENCIL 
WISHING THAT I WAS THIS PENCIL 
SO THAT'S WHY SOMEONE WOULD USE ME FOR SOMETHING
BUT ITS MY OWN CHOICE TO BE ALONE
Posted: 2006-10-14 02:06:33 UTC

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