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It may be confusing to you but it's kinda whats going on in my mind. please dont criticize this...
The taste of metal,
Lick the blade,
Like a silver petal,
With a game once more played.
With the dreams we left unfilled,
And the words we've left unsaid,
With the trust we tried to build,
Like a twisted piece of thread.
This is your last chance,
As we take our final dance,
With that one fatal glance,
Like a choreographed trance.
Times getting older,
I can’t see my reflection anymore,
As the flames begin to smolder,
You’re getting harder to ignore.
So as the tear rolls down my cheek,
And I watch it hit the floor,
I'll realize this situation has gotten quite bleak,
but remember it’s only you I adore.
 XxThe-Taste-Of-SinxX · Wed Nov 15, 2006 @ 02:09am · 0 Comments |
