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And the Point Is?

DeirdreScott

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Mar 7, 2005
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Dig into my skin

burrow, burrow in

oh please don't hesitate

to feed me all your hate

I'm a ticking time bomb

waiting for the perfect alarm

maybe I'm going insane

sure as hell beats the pain

hurts you feed me, looming

lies that are all-consuming

my twisted mind comes to contort

life and death now become sport

I'm becoming more and more unwell

i don't know what is normal in this hell

screaming behind my eyes keeps me alive

inspires words and faces i can't describe

floating from all that's considered real

I'm losing the mind you want to steal...

I'm going to Chaos and here's the thing

I'm looking for a person I can bring

we can be so in love, forever insane!

This is the point and reason for our pain...
 
sounds like a story that has so much more to it, your feeling of turmoil definately rings through this. Great work!
 
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