Sometimes I dont know what to say
Somtimes, I'll admit, i dont know what to do
I've lost myself in pages
Lost myself for you
These eyes aren't suppose to be black
At one point they were green, see?
My skirt once white turned to Grey
Look what you've done to me
It's not my clothes that changed the most
Neither is my eyes
My heart and mind you've tortured
Placed through pain and lies
Running in deep circles
Flying back to a cave
Ready to go diving in
I'm too lost- I've become your slave
Licking you up, whenever
I've become this whore- its my gift
But you aren't thankful for it at all
I see now that you're beginning to drift
Now with you gone,
I'm left in dust- replaced
An old ragdoll just tossed away
My seems beginning to be unlaced
Falling apart in this rubage
Surrounding all of me
Now all I can think of is
Why couldn't I see?
















Comments
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~Caboose: I don't want to be dead, I want to be alive! ... or a cowboy!~
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the sky is falling
the sky is falling
indeed an emotional but also a great read
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Clatto Verata N... Necktie... Neckturn... Nickel... It's an "N" word, it's definitely an "N" word! Clatto... Verata... N--- *cough* Okay... that's it!
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the sky is falling
the sky is falling
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