Whispering for Retribution

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Your love like paper airplanes doesn’t fly too far Crashing to the ground in self-consuming flames No amount of words can turn their ashes to forgiveness So fill your mouth with fragrant lies Too late now…. Late now Your empty words have gone too far Loving whispers screaming silent hateful words

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October 7, 2005 04:45ill haven

Your* love
too* far
self-consuming*
Too* late now
gone too* far

wow i like the last three lines. very original.

January 1, 2006 05:43lost the lonely dead

yep and nope