Surely
Cigarette is so good
I inhale deep
I want to feel it
like I felt you,
burnin
but baby, to make myself better
I gotta stop feelin you
I long for the drink
always dreaming of you
pick up the phone
come too far though
can't throw it all gone
love, I just won't
I just keep, keepin on
I'm wierd, I'm better
I feel guilty
I can't explain why
I just need a little bit
a little bit better life
always, we understood each other
so, maybe you'll understand
I Love You
but my dear,sweet, messed up familiar
love surely, surely, does not mean
we die
Copyright © Kimmy Holmes | Year Posted 2008
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