Sunday, February 13, 2011

Breathing

What's wrong you’re not breathing?
I’m sorry I lied, no reason to die
Love has bad timing

If I could I would I swear
Press my lips and give you air
I'd kiss you more everywhere
But now you’re to brain dead to even care

Now you lay breathless on the floor
Give me meaningless kisses nevermore
Now that you’re gone I love you more
Fate does not walk through a planned door

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