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Monday, July 02, 2007

you're a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head.
but me?
i'm just the covers on top of your bed.
you steer away in a rear view mirror,
you make my head swim .
i keep you warm &won't ask you where you've been.
strike us like matches,
cause' everyone deserves the flames .
we only do it for the scars &stories, not the fame.
at least everyone is trying,
everyone is shining .
everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame.
it's such a shame .
i'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, &friends.
&i am sorry my conscience called in sick again,
i've got arrogance down to a science .
they call kids like us vicious &carved out of stone,
but for what we've become,
we just feel more alone .
i always weigh what i've got against what i've left .
so progress report:
i am missing you to death .


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