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Memories of Love Broken In Casts
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Memories of Love Broken In Casts |
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thinktwice Member
since 2003-12-23
Posts 125United States |
Knives fall short beneath my skin, Drawing death on canvas, frail and thin Talk grows cheap by air in my veins Turn me aside in wicked games Feel the future and tell it a secret, Blow me a kiss and sell me a ticket, Front row seat to cheer and adore Demons dance on the soul of this boy Deep and enchanted, wondrous and gifted, Silence becomes ones who have lifted Beauty and sadness away from the mark, Falsehood and hate alone in the dark Save my soul, I pray to a god, Hold me close, I dream in a toss, Repair this boy alone in the dark, Silently praying for healing to spark …Times of bliss achieved in his past, …Memories of love broken in casts |
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rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
THis flowed really well. I like t his. You have a good style. Nice work |
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Kaos Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 317between space and time |
That was good... i haven't been on here in a while but excellent write. The rhythm was real consistent and everything came toghether real nice at the end... look forward to checkin out more of your work... " Everytime he held you close, yea were you thinking of me..." Stab My Back-All American Rejects |
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