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I knew finally
that she wasn't
attracted to me
after I asked her
if she was and
she said she wasn't.
Still, one night
I insisted we meet
and I kissed her.
Before she got mad
I said
"Thanks. I can't
taste
my dead grandfather's forehead anymore."
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Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Thursday, November 20, 2008
You saved for a bass guitar
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[words by Camera Obscura]
Fresh as the paint
Friendship can die young
Life will be the death of you
I'm ready to be heartbroken
--Such a fragile thing
I can't believe
I got myself some bowling shoes
and they're all that I can see
All alone in a room following lines on maps.
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[words by Camera Obscura]
Fresh as the paint
Friendship can die young
Life will be the death of you
I'm ready to be heartbroken
--Such a fragile thing
I can't believe
I got myself some bowling shoes
and they're all that I can see
All alone in a room following lines on maps.
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Be courageous.
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[words by Broken Social Scene]
Library cards
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash
Under my window
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me
--They lost their lives in backyards.
Park that car
Drop that phone
These people drinking lovers' spit
--It's time we grow old.
I like it all
that way:
Library cards
Rented faces
--They lost their lives.
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[words by Broken Social Scene]
Library cards
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash
Under my window
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me
--They lost their lives in backyards.
Park that car
Drop that phone
These people drinking lovers' spit
--It's time we grow old.
I like it all
that way:
Library cards
Rented faces
--They lost their lives.
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Sunday, October 5, 2008
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