tears rolling down the chest
that heaves from hte coughing
escaping my stretched lungs
trying to get a breath but
can only sit here
choking on the words to say
to the face that smiles as I
stare at the wall
that cradles my attention and thoughts
like the hands now holding my head
which throbs with the things you say
and I only wish that I could
ignore the fact that I am
waiting for you to help me up
but hours later you are still here
and I am still sitting
staying, praying, dying...
for the last chance
for bitter sweet vengeance
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And, in the end, the love you take
Is equal to the love you make.
[nz]
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I will survive somehow I always do.
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Give my Heart a Jumpstart.
Hookup your Cables and Let's Go!
<3
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Give my Heart a Jumpstart.
Hookup your Cables and Let's Go!
<3
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"Bitch, what you don't know about me I can just about squeeze in the Grand fucking Canyon. Did you know I always wanted to be a dancer in Vegas?"
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Give my Heart a Jumpstart.
Hookup your Cables and Let's Go!
<3
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Fear the reckoning of those you have wronged. -- Old Norse Proverb
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