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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Forks and Knives

Forks and knives fill the elevator at 3 am

And my bedroom lies untouched and unopened

I forgot to shut the door

And im sorry so very sorry 

About the plans left un-hemmed

I still dont understand why you left the door wide open 

With the horses running free

And the rain coming down

I stand with my forks and knives in my hair 

No will understand the tears running down my peaceful face

And im so sorry for a trillion things

I'm sorry your a coward 

The stars in your eyes wernt aimed to the skys 

And my dreams where never intended for your ears

And im sorry for not taking the time

To understand fully your obbsession 

With clowns and death and unusual games

And ill never understand why you wanted to stalked her

But im so sorry for following you down the road of flames 

I was left unattended 

And the swat team came to carry

The shardes that where once my body away

And im sorry for wasting our time

You'll never see

Our collection of fine china

And i wont deny all the lies

My bedroom lies untouched and unopened

And im so very sorry 

For all those odly shaped presents under the christmas tree

That never read your name

And all the wild horses are crying out in shame

One more day has died.

One more girl is alone with her sforks and knives

Unused and in a bouquet

You never understood why

And im sorry for dying in your favorite bowl with

Forks and knives entwined in my hair.

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