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Quicksilver and tar
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Quicksilver and tar |
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Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
My will erodes turns to sand carried by the winds to be disposed and damned by your hand. Slowly burning me quicksilver memory. I would not want to be me. I don't ever want to be free. Quicksilver enemy softly hurting me. In my mind enthusiasm gropes, drunk on all my self pitying rhyme, for a little rope to hang hope. Blindly silence me black tar sympathy. I would not want you to see I don't ever want to be free. Black tar tendency softly hurting me. So won't you bleed me, please? Just to prove the point and see it through. Don't let me be lost at sea. I don't ever want to be free while you are hurting me. "I wanna bleed Show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream Let the blood flow that keeps me alive" Bleed by Cold |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was extremely visual, loved the way you played with words in this, brilliant...but sad...  |
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