I'd hate to say I told you so,
I know this wouldn't last,
&& even though I feel for you,
You're so to be my past.
Although my love for you was wrong,
The days, they went so fast,
As memories arouse my pain,
The numbers, they grow vast.
So spike my drink with poison,
&& give me thirty pills,
Then pressure me with every point,
Until you make me…
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Posted on April 13, 2008 at 4:37pm