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Lousy is a lousy motherfucking word take it away keeping me awake with it’s “L” dragging like a cat against my mouth And that “S” By the “OU” Like shit I owe you A better fucking word but suck it up this is life welcome.

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 11.08.2010 @ 8:56 pm

I taste it as bile on the back on my tongue coating my reflexes with disgust and dripping from your veins like undiluted absinthe

If my dying metaphors had a hope of saving your life then maybe you’d be just a little less hooked on anxiety

[she's a bitch anyway]

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 09.07.2009 @ 2:09 pm

it’s the shine of the inhuman that paints over your smile and makes me wince somehow you got the idea that you could be flawless and invincible if you forgot what was real but I’m looking at you now and there’s only the taste of chrome filling my mouth

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.20.2009 @ 4:10 pm

You like to think of yourself As a place of rebirth, like a bus stop where souls rest and somehow see God But you aren’t, and I think you see That your heart is a coffin Holding the murdered victim of your mind That all the clever words in the world Could never bring back

[and that's why I punish you]

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.19.2009 @ 12:00 pm

it’s a burning desire that I just can’t withstand to have you by my side hear your voice coiled warm in the cold space of my ear feeling your secrets held tight against my heart where they drown in the black it’s an itch that I never asked you to burn into my skin

take it away because I can’t

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.15.2009 @ 11:41 am

it’s game, set, and match because you never could stand up to the force of a pretty girl got you all wrapped and delivered on my doorstep like a precious pearl

never forget this moment

I win

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.15.2009 @ 8:59 am

there’s still warmth drenched in your hair I feel it linger on my wrinkled fingertips and it’s how I pass the time, pass the time brushing perfect strands from imperfect eyes and setting fireflies flying from their light loving you, that’s how I pass the time cold, hard seaglass from a bottle that broke and even when filled with liquor refused to shine oh, hating me, that’s how you pass the time [watching me, watching you, that's our pastime]

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.13.2009 @ 2:29 pm

Having a pastime implies that I’d like to pass the time

But what if I don’t?

I have a favorite stoptime does that count? A place where I lose myself and my mind

againandagainandagain

stop.

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.13.2009 @ 1:41 pm

If wishes were fishes we’d all have wings or at least that’s what you tell me when I’m wishing to be in your dreams

I can’t help it, it’s my favorite pastime tracing kisses down the curve of your waist there’s no where else I can be happy on my knees

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.13.2009 @ 1:37 pm

I’ve become conditioned to your smile Accustomed to the way it sways across your face Like a swing left forgotten by neglectful children

I’ve become used to the way it braces your eyes And leaves them prepared for the blows you’re certain I’m going to throw across you

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 08.12.2009 @ 2:10 pm

Delete my number I don’t want it in your phone book anymore Trash all the messages from when I loved you Take that damn rotary phone off the damn wall And beat yourself with it beat your dog with it beat your wife with it I don’t care about your karmatastic shitastic fuckups Just don’t dial my number ever again

Posted By fullmetalguitar On 10.21.2009 @ 5:47 pm