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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Dec 16 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.16.21.20.22923]] |
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Tears of blood, against eggshell stone Like acid rain against my skin These tears still burn me to the bone You can't come home again When you called I said hello Expecting just a stranger But when you asked, I told you no Go find a Texas Ranger Don't ever try to come back here Your face is unappealing We don't want you to come near We're getting back our feeling Though passions siren calls us still We can't be close without a fuck Reality triumphs over will Bitch you're out of luck The saint I dreamed of in my mind Is just another wandering soul Bringing slippers to a dying man And filling up his bowl |