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Author: Punkicity
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-19-08 - Updated: 05-19-08 - id:2519931

The stars came crashing down,
If I could’ve caught every last one,
With burns to my fingers and eyes,
I’d have done it all for you.

I’m a capture and a prisoner of light,
Can you give me a hand here,
I’m bleeding over you,
Just trying a little harder,
To break into your head,
What were you thinking?

I’m screaming out my self declared appreciation,
Drowning you again, I think you deserve this,
I spit a thousand words only to hide behind my tongue.

How could you miss this?
Thread me though a needle,
Just to see your face again,
If I could sing the things I had to say,
Fade me out again,
I know,
I’m lost and you’re so tired of searching.



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