Dear Tragedy..
I'm never waking up again,
So I'll never have to find out what you did,
Each day, it's harder to pretend,
that your eyes aren't lieing as much as your mouth is.
I'd grab you head by your hair and I'd hack it off,
put it on display at the front of the yard,
on a stick that's decorated with a little pink bow,
and a sign that says, "Her friends and family should've taught her more about love."
Blog Category: Music
Playing (Music): Bayside-Acoustic
Current mood: depressed
Added on: 22/05/2006 11:32:13
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