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This is a part of you I can never fix God like hands cant touch this. You mistify the veiws you want us to see, Eyes can never meet....
Body is awkward from the sicking dance, Of balancing your life, trying not to fall off. And some where far off, your hearing their voices, Screaming and fondleing your existance.
Can you, save yourself? Or are you in to deep to even breath? Tell me, Where you are, So I can reach out and grab your hand, Pull you back to life where you can see this through.
My words sound pretty with out a voice, But If I pushed to hard, Im scared I'd break through. Break into your mind and tear it apart, And if that happened, tell me, What would you do?
You ask me, with out ever saying, To break you, break you .. And If my tainted hands were to touch your soul, Could I complete my mission, And break you and make you whole?
Your like my reflection for past times, A version of me I've left behind, So let me tell you something. Its so much easier to fight them off, With someone by your side.
If I were a better person, You would have never ended up this way. But if you were a smarter person, You would have never ended up this way. If this world was full of caring people We would have never ended up this way.
Denzy-Chan · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 06:27am · 3 Comments |
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