NO QUESTIONS ASKED NO QUESTIONS TOLD

by tabbi   Mar 22, 2006


I love you the second our eyes met
from a hand print on my ass
i knew my heart was yours,
no questions asked.
i otke you home with me
to show you my true being and
be a mirror image in your presence
i laid you in my bed
hoping you\'d never leave
i told you the beating of my dying soul and
placed my unbarring love in your hands
i watched as you suffocated me by
telling her you loved her moe then me
i drank away the pain
as i toke that slap across the face
i watched no emoitions shift over your drunken face
the tears stormed ove the girl,
who once held the secrets of your dying faith?
i lay down, no breath intake
no desire of being awake and
longing to try in this hated place.
the voice of your laughter and love
just plays and plays...
the picture of your face haunts me as i think back into the Golden days
i lay down close my heart broken, throbbing eyes
i listen to the words flow from the device
of you being just fine..
i tell you one more more bullshit lie i tell you its okay and i\'ll be just fine the dialing tone rings and my heart falls out, the hope that once there has shrivled up and blown away
i just htink wat if maybe or someday
then my mask is placed over my withered face and the smile goes on like nothin could be wrong

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