Thanks For The Waste

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October 2012

Why must i want you more then i should?

can't you just disappear for good,

maybe you could, but choose not to,

not a catcher, so who caught who?

 

only see the shadows of the memory,

erect a succah tent and fill it with my enemies,

old friends to me, heart breakers and true bitches,

this isn't my finest hour, still have a few wishes,

 

all involve two kisses, a night and just us,

we knew each other, let the world mistrust us,

said when i was with her my eyes never seemed brighter,

and all my close friends were shocked to not find an igniter,

 

now again carry my lighter just in case,

in a certain place i see your face,

thanks for the waste, you were simply just pretty,

thanks for ruining all my nights in the city.

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