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Author: Elentaari-Silverleaf
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-24-04 - Updated: 05-24-04 - id:1617652
My heart cries tears my eyes cannot shed
And leaves a crimson stain on the floor
I swallow my swill and step out on stage
Acting the way you want me to be
It leaves a crimson stain on the floor
Blemishing a white perfection
Acting the way you want me to be
Losing touch with own on reality
Blemishing a white perfection
Tainting everything the darkness touches
Losing touch with my own reality
Finding security in the fullness of nothing.
Tainting everything the darkness touches
Eating away at any semblance of life
Finding security in the fullness of nothing
I close my eyes and say a prayer
Eating away any semblance of life
My lung collapse in on themselves
I close my eyes and say a prayer
Asking for deliverance from my own thoughts.
My lungs collapse in on themselves
And I struggle for air that I don't want.
Asking for deliverance from my own thoughts
Knowing nothing could ever really save me.
I struggle for air that I don't want
Knowing it's what you want me to do
Knowing nothing could ever really save me
But tired of the fight I always seem to lose
Knowing it's what you want me to do
I smile and be the perfect pretty girl
But tired of the fight I always seem to lose
My heart cries tears my eyes cannot shed


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