Wednesday, June 17, 2009

turning tricks on me.

like the burning bush that you claim to be.
sit in silence, come into me.
broken to pieces, screaminig,
lost my vocals, someones bleeding
from the beginning to the end
i never knew you were so dead...
so cold and forgetfuli'm nothing but a tongueful of regret
silence is not one to undo the pain you've causedtime is not a child to let gopromises do not break a soul

you do.


i'm done.
with being the one to blame.

it's not my fault anymore.

it's not.

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