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AUTHOR'S NOTE : The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
SO FIND YOUR WAY, OUT OF MY SIGHT.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

i told you i'm not bulletproof -- now you know.

i'm sick and tired of your attitude
i'm feeling like i don't know you
you tell me that you want me then cut me down

i'm sick and tired of your reasons
i've got no one to believe in
you ask me for my love then you push me around

why do you have to make me feel small
so you can feel whole inside?
why do you have to put down my dreams
so you're the only thing on my mind?

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