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[ccntgrl]

September to December [you only did what you had to]

I've bitten my tongue
'til it's I'm broken and bleeding
filling my mouth heart
with my hate pain.

When you slip pull away
I hold tight,
anything to save keep you
from falling leaving.

[Oh, December...
No, I can't
let you go
still holding my heart.]

But I'm bound to come out of this
[Broken, dependent, and defenseless].
My heart's still on my sleeve in pieces
slipping through your fingertips.

I want to go back
to when [I thought] I knew you,
When I didn't have to ask beg
for your attention affection.

[Like September
when I knew
who I was
for once.]

Used up, apology spent,
these pieces won't mend.
No, nothing can hurt me [more]
than your broken promises silence.

But I'll [always] wait, pride in my throat,
just to know feel again
from September to December
[you only did what you had to].

12.26.04