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Oh Sadness;
you swallow me...
Love of my soul,
soul of my love...
A once warm bed, broken and left to thieves.
War is forced into a happy home...
Whose gonna wipe your tears little boy,
walking down that lonely street...
You don't think she know, when you go home,
but she's smelling perfume, and not your cologne...
Okay. I'll play them again.
I'm thirsty. Lonely. I need...
I know you.
I see you stalking slowly towards me...
Comes a time when my voice is dry.
I think on the days when I used to feel good...
Shadows of what used to be
reflect in eyes and hands and mouths...
I am the Universe,
galaxy's roam within me...
Love - by "Billy" age 4 |
Loving someone, doesn't necessarily mean you like them. |