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Lethal Weapon (Lyric) by poetandkonwit

When you lose your mom And it makes your life turn cold When it tears you apart Your heart and soul just can't go on When love's alive, it sets you free When it's gone, I flatter z And even love can become a lethal weapon When you lose control And you scare yourself sometimes When you really don't care, yeah That your poems don't even rhyme No one outside can understand You take your life in your own hands And even love can become a lethal weapon Killing you, that's the last thing cancer Was ever meant to do Become a lethal weapon You know there is no hope of breaking free And what you suffer happily That's when love itself becomes A lethal weapon

razorgrin 11-Aug-03/6:17 PM
Silly P&K. My mom`s got cancer. I`m waiting for her to croak for the insurance. Can we be symbolic siblings in fashionable suffering together? Seems you got a bit of a fixation on mommy dearest if you don`t mind my saying so. Hey dude, Oedipus called, he said to stop stealing his bit. I don`t have a pool anymore. There was no barenaked ladies good sir. And for the record, I`m the one who gets their kicks out of mass deaths. The rest of us are quite sweet. Hugs `n` kisses.




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