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Author: relying on youth You can't fix what has been broken
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 117 - Published: 08-02-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2223254
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I strum my guitar
Or perhaps it's just the one I made up
I sing a song I wrote for you
As I watch you destroy your make up
And I am asking you to listen
And I know that it will hurt
These words weren't made for happiness
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I hope you don't die
And I hope you don't live
I guess this anger is shrouding my judgement
But something was going to give
I can't put these words together
There is no structure like there is no forever
I can't play electric on my acoustic
I can't make rainbows appear in the sky
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