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"AFTER MATH"

HANDS HELD TIGHT FOR SAFE FEELING 
WHILE THE BLOOD FLOWS 
AROUND YOU FROM 
MY BODY IN ITS STILL FORM 
AS IN YOUR PAST DREAMS FROM LONG AGO

BUT THATS ALL GONE NOW BECAUSE 
ALL THEY EVER FOUND WAS A PILE 
OF OUR BODIES 
THE WONDER OF THE PERSON'S THOUGHTS
TO BE WITH THE ONE YOU LOVED

TO GIVE EVERYTHING UP TO BE
WITH ME EVEN WHEN I'M GONE 
YOU THROW EVERYTHING AWAY 
AS THE GUNS HAMMER SLAMMED HOME 
AND THE GUN EXPLODED

THEY SPENT HOURS ON HOURS 
TRYING TO UNDERSTAND WHY IT 
WAS THAT ANY TWO PEOPLE WOULD 
KILL THEMSELVES TO BE HAPPY BUT THE TRUTH IS 
YOU LOVED ME  
Posted: 2006-10-28 03:59:20 UTC

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