Cliff, by so_close_but_yetso_far
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I'm so stressed,
I'm falling of a cliff,
I'm letting go slowly,
Fingers sliping gently,
Are you gonna build a net, of reject me,
Please push me.
Push me off the cliff.
I cant take the lift,
Shove me off the fucking cliff,
I'll cry,
I'll be hurt,
But I'll get over it,
Bruised,
Battered,
I wont be beaten,
I'll get over it.
Don't let me lose my grip.
Don't let me slip.
Thanx 2 Debz 4 lovely comments. |
Posted: 2005-11-10 17:50:51 UTC |
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