we were roaming around
the world was aur book and weed turn the pages
wed go everywere and weve seen everything
from the entertaining dust of of nothingness
to the blood spilt right in front of us
the violence was always in strong supply
and wed always somehow find ways to overt our eyes
an over crowded heart and a busted lip
thats all i everhad and all i can recall
wed spray paint our thoughts
from our dreams to there walls
i see all things with the exeption of whats in front of me
and she
and she
and shed
always clean my blood off of me
laying on my back admiring the starry night
i could have ran but i chose to fight
i can still taste the blood, that stained my teeth that night
as i just lay there beaten heart beating bleeding still
content the end
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