Saturday, July 12, 2008

Mixed up

You take my hand

But that doesn’t mean a thing

You just another man

You push me away

And then pill me close

Can’t you see that I’m afraid?

You tell me I’m the one

Then you tell me you’re done

All you do is make the feel fade

I’m always alone

Because you’re gone

All I want is a home.





I don't feel like this one is done, but oh well.

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