My House of Cards Will Never Stand, by Loneliness is condescending Subscribe to rss feed for Loneliness is condescending

With a falsehood of smiles, regret 
Dodging around the point that brought us here
Our last greeting, finial farewell
Yet we joke and play  
Like tomorrows another day
This emptiness growing
I’m fighting off the truth 
We need another day to think of all the things we’ll never
say 
Brother by heart 
The sun has set 
Our time is up 
An empty room
Empty day 
Followed by eternity 
Posted: 2005-09-29 00:14:06 UTC

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2006-04-18 18:28:13lost the lonely dead
i thinks that i like it...still a little uncertain but its cool the last part from Brother by heart on is my favorite part