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Author: playswithmatches |
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Date Posted: 10:39:11 08/10/04 Tue I’m sure every jukebox on the east coast has heard the haunting notes of what we used to call our song. I’m sure every ashtray holds a memory of broken hearts and severed ties, but I know the truth because bathroom walls don’t lie. This noose is chafing the skin around my throat I’ll make it loose and say goodbye to the end of my rope I’ve been reading these headlines hoping someday that I’ll find a story about how you have gone for good… with hopes I’ll never see you face again I’m sure every long night on the east coast erases the piano’s haunting notes and the chorus’ of what we used to call our song. I’m sure every long night distorts your memory and you’ll forget me before long. I hope you swim out to sea with your best pair of cement shoes on. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Re: .blackandwhiteandredallover. | DP | 21:17:51 08/18/04 Wed |
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