Monday, September 01, 2008

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It tastes like summer
And smells like rain
It punches holes
All through your brain
Addition to the
Sweeter pain
Do it again
Do it again
I dare you!


Smile like you mean it
Or atleast pretend
To pretend to care
Bulletproof and battlescarred
Trigger shy and scared
Cut me down
Shoot me up
You know I'll risk my arm again.