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lovejunkie Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 93Indiana |
The halls of the night echo your name Bounce the anger On and off again How quickly the walls forget I was made for you And you were made for her To reject-- The lights in your Eyes blind me But guide me through everything-See What she's doing to you You're doing to me Oh, the cobwebs never end So easy to forget Am I? You said It Hits Too Close To Home. I want to crawl to the front of your mind If I have to bleed myself dry If I have to die inside everyday I want to be out of the hole Crawling to the front of your mind |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
The walls hold no memory of me since I was the one to get free but they bleed out all my desire as the flames I lit burn higher. You wrote such a beautiful and touching piece and I had to ruin it ...sorry. Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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chrissydome Member
since 2003-11-28
Posts 73germany |
how painfully touching! great work! turning mirrors upside down won't make dust fall off the ground, hiding wounds won't ease the pain, sleep won't make you whole again... |
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