Yea so I have an overactive imagination.!
How else do you expect me to survive
With people like you?
I will take your life lyrics and twist the truth so it reeks of deceit.
And when I am finished
You will hate me
Question my sanity
But people will want to read your song
Because I completed the fantasy that lay forgotten in the depths of your soul
And one day
Some day
You will thank me for it.
Monday, January 7, 2008
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