after math, by Eric
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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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