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A place and it was never mine
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A place and it was never mine |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
If I can’t love you Then what am I to do? A destiny without a place Convex and space this time I have so much clear My heart is of a sphere Does it explode Like the bomb would do? I’m not from me Nor are you from you We are, or we were One and the same Just a face without a name A rhythm lesser than me A rib tied down and free Look deeply into the hole Laugh at he without a soul I really and truly loved you And I suppose I still do My lies have bred a trance A blood spilled from dance I’m not from me Nor are you from you We are, or we were One and the same Just a face without a name I’d rather be entangled with you But I guess myself will have to do I only have these atrocities to talk to A broken framed door to walk through I’m not afraid of you anymore I faced the fact and I’m a bore I really loved you, yes I did I never told you, I just hid I have only myself to break through And this uncharged heart May never beat again But some things will never change And this starving love May never eat again I may feel like any other dying man And this stuttering life May never speak again… |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes...this one hurts |
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