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*The Game Room \


By Leanne on 05/06/2011
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negative skylines,
brains don''t understand
if anything,
they compliment the hand
that feeds,
planting the seeds in your head,
they make you feel dead

regret for the night,
for the sun made its escape,
all alone in the dead night
they'll never be in the same spaceship

decsended from heaven,
was the demon of the sound,
screeching for a way out,
he killed the dead,
worshipped no living,
it seems wrong in the head,

but the beast isn''t quitting.

stab the sunshine
as it pours donw on you,
your bodily love is withered,
and we always shared the same things.
lonely is a parody that no one can laugh to,
except for...
except for me and,alas,you.

© By Leanne On 5/6/2011 9:53:11 AM
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