- published: 30 Oct 2014
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Lace is a lightweight fabric patterned with open holes.
Lace may refer to:
Benjamin Géza Affleck-Boldt (born August 15, 1972), better known as Ben Affleck, is an American actor, film director, writer, and producer. He became known with his performances in Kevin Smith's films such as Mallrats (1995), Chasing Amy (1997), and Dogma (1999). Affleck won an Academy Award and a Golden Globe Award for the screenplay for Good Will Hunting (1997), which he co-wrote with Matt Damon, and has appeared in lead roles in such popular hits as Armageddon (1998), Pearl Harbor (2001), Changing Lanes (2002), The Sum of All Fears (2002), Daredevil (2003), Hollywoodland (2007) and State of Play (2009).
Affleck is a critically acclaimed filmmaker. He directed Gone Baby Gone (2007) and The Town (2010), playing the lead in the latter. He has worked with his younger brother, actor Casey Affleck, on several projects, including Good Will Hunting and Gone Baby Gone.
Affleck has been married to Jennifer Garner since June 2005. They have two daughters, Violet and Seraphina, and a son, Samuel. He dated the actress Gwyneth Paltrow in 1998. His relationship with actress/singer Jennifer Lopez attracted worldwide media attention, in which Affleck and Lopez were dubbed "Bennifer". The two broke up in 2004.
I love it when they wear a week’s worth on their faces.
I left it all at home,
and took only knuckles and cold blood.
Take one or two for kicks,
make you famous with my fists,
bare boned and bear clawing,
like a newborn, because I would love to be broken in.
I’ve got your back.
But when that bell rings
I will not stand naked for me,
only for him, and then I’ll begin to break you in.
Grab his collar then just swing away.
6 tooth smile.
Take my name off of the flag,
I will not walk in the parade,
Unsung and swollen, step aside,
My hands are useless ‘til they’re bleeding.
I’ve been wired for this wreck.
I never chose this, I was chosen.
I’m stitched and ready to be,
the juggernaut behind the curtain,
just trust in me.
Now when that bell rings,
And my fists are closed, naked,
I don’t care if it’s your praise that they sing,