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Disposable
Hold you up against the cold brick wall
kiss you, call me Judas
your a far-away Christ
September sky, blank and cold
December eyes, beautiful and untold
we let ourselves lose control
until there's no emotion left to withhold
Hold you up against the cold brick wall
kiss you, call me Judas
your a far-away Christ
remember my friendships sold
lost and gone, no longer shades of gold
our lives all play disposable roles
our hearts all bleed from innumerable holes
Hold you up against the cold brick wall
kiss you, call me Judas
your a far-away Christ
i love the sky and i don't want to die
i bet you didn't know
i love the sky and your icy eyes
i bet you didn't know
i love the sky and i hate goodbye
and i bet you never ******** knew
Hold you up against the cold brick wall
kiss you, call me Judas
your a far-away Christ
~ROONEY'S!!!! This is Rooney's amazing work, a.k.a my boyfriend. So please don't plagiarize or anything in that category, okay?
 Deceased Poet · Wed Mar 04, 2009 @ 01:33am · 0 Comments |
