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questions pass
my heart picks up
and drops off
the bass beat
runs through
me
and as i sit here
and euhporicorize
my life
questions
drinking
slowly dying
i miss you
i miss the feel
of skin and steel.
i miss the rush
of flooding blood
i miss it all
and i cant bring it back
i cant second glance
into the past.
music save me
tourniquet my soul.
fall
fall
fell..

xoxo
Ellie J
Posted: 2005-09-29 00:09:45 UTC

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