Wednesday, October 25, 2006
My love's like an arm chair
It's inclined to recline and sweep you off of your feet
My structure is perfect
There's no flaw in design
A decent buy for you

Her eyes are watering
I said we're better off this way
Things change
It's happening everyday
He'll come and take my place and show you things that I just couldn't face
We'll sit and write a poem of what we did wrong.

Now that I'm used up and my arms are starting to fade
You can pay to upgrade or you can replace me
Finalize my demise
A new surprise for you

There's no rest for a luxury

Don't tell me the worst is over now
Don't tell me what I can see with my eyes
Bend my will again then mend it straight

it's really days like this when you really get to chill out and spend good quality times with your brothers.

I LOVE THE BROTHER HOOD!
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