Hit or Miss

March 26, 2009
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It's hit or miss,
And I'm missing every time
You say you miss me,
So tell me again--
Once more, with feeling.
Spill your lies,
Sweet poison dripping from your lips;
Keeping me spell bound and falling,
Tumbling, fumbling over nothing.
Keeping me tethered with rope,
Fueling the fire to my
False hope.





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