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Author: Raven-ember
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Published: 08-30-06 - Updated: 08-30-06 - id:2239069

a million little neverminds all tied up and forgotten
no one ever told a lie that couldn’t be contagious
so sell me something i don’t need and i’ll return the favor
a broken little heart attack is nothing i can’t handle

brittle dreams locked inside a prison made of fear
devastation only counts when no one knows the way
so steer me wrong just one last time and i’ll do all i can
fragile bleeding hearts are nothing i’ve not known

i have no idea what made me do all those things
but some would say it was because i didn’t care
i had no idea that what i did would ever matter
but i guess it’s the reasons no one ever listens to

a million little neverminds all torn apart and thrown away
no one ever tells the truth when lying’s so much easier
so take me for the fool i am and i’ll not notice a thing
a broken little heart attack is nothing i’ve not seen

fragile dreams buried under everything we ignore
salvation doesn’t count unless you know the way
so keep me in the dark always and i’ll do what it takes
brittle crashing hearts are nothing i’ll not face

i have no idea what made me do all those things
but some would say it was because i didn’t care
i had no idea that what i did would ever matter
but i guess it’s the reasons no one ever listens to

selling myself short is all that i have left(and all it took)
i had no idea it’d ever last this long(was my life)



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