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Frayed Ends of Love

By Lady Slinky

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Frayed Ends of Love I am living in hell I just want to die If only I could really fly I would fly so high Away from here And then I’d cry a thousand tears And then I’d cry a million more I have no friends in this town I think I’ll just hang here upside down Let all the blood rush to my head And when they find me I shall be dead I loved you once And love you still I just don’t want to feel this ill From lack of trust And lack of sleep Are you even trying Cuz I am sure that is rust It’s the same old fight About the same old thing Over and over the same old theme I don’t want to leave I’d loose everything My child my mind Not just the ring I have worked so hard To get where we are An apartment a job And a shiny new car Why don’t you just kill me Yes just run me through It would be better that way Then everything could be just your way I thought we were soul-mates I fought demons for you I guess I was wrong Now what will I do…….. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 08:12 AM PST   17 • 0 • 8

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