Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Sticks and Stones

Wake up drenched because of it

Try and wash my self clean of it

my heart

my soul

I feel it all over my body

I feel it when youre on top of me

drink a shot and try to forget it

carry it in my purse

I dont want to fall in love

because I know how bad it hur

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