A hearse rolls by on this darkest of days,
Its slow wheels barely disturb the puddles as I...

You don't look like you do on your MySpace page,
Twice the size and twice the stated age...

You were built to last,
And I was built to burn...

(My apologies: there should be a category for...
There was no passion, but for our addictions...

When you come to the pinnacle of attraction, it's...
That attraction is steel, the passion: soulwound...

He gently closes the door for the last time,
While outside his heart turns to rust...

And you were there just days ago.
Full of the joy of living...

There's an essence to sobriety that sells it short
Like the alternative harks of any worthy port...

Some goals set us,
Rather than the reverse...

We've painted over the best landscapes
And we know what's left is leeches and flies...

You can't tell where I come from.
I drag you closer day by day...

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