Choking down these tears their constant flow I can stand no more dreaming in semi lucid colors of love ...
Forever dreaming of the better man, is the better man no more then the dream I cling to or does he cling to me hoping to become some more then his hollow shell of the rage with in
Tears when he touches me, tears when I think of him, tears to move the moments burning in my soul. Dwelling only as his slave caught in moments of falling grace
I wear this collar like the ring on my finger it means nothing to me but something to him. His undying love as I feel this distance grow.
Flesh burning, my soul dying thinking of bleeding this to its unforgivable end
inconsolable inconceivable the burning rage that comes from with in
Cut out these words hide these feelings for nothing good can come of them expressionless meaning words that only come from deep with in
the recoils of my semi lucid mind the dreams that I have watched die. The thoughts, the feelings, the words I can not utter mean nothing to anyone but something to me
Meant for only one who turns a deaf ear to the things I need want have to say blowing around like fairy dust in the wind.
My self hate will destroy me in the end I feel it coming like the rage of the storms that come from with in. Picking up pieces from the long hard deep falls only to drown from with in.
Desperate words falling from the lips of the mentally ill the words I can not say
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The more you run over a dead cat the flatter it gets...
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 11 December 2000).]
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 12 December 2000).]
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 12 December 2000).]
Forever dreaming of the better man, is the better man no more then the dream I cling to or does he cling to me hoping to become some more then his hollow shell of the rage with in
Tears when he touches me, tears when I think of him, tears to move the moments burning in my soul. Dwelling only as his slave caught in moments of falling grace
I wear this collar like the ring on my finger it means nothing to me but something to him. His undying love as I feel this distance grow.
Flesh burning, my soul dying thinking of bleeding this to its unforgivable end
inconsolable inconceivable the burning rage that comes from with in
Cut out these words hide these feelings for nothing good can come of them expressionless meaning words that only come from deep with in
the recoils of my semi lucid mind the dreams that I have watched die. The thoughts, the feelings, the words I can not utter mean nothing to anyone but something to me
Meant for only one who turns a deaf ear to the things I need want have to say blowing around like fairy dust in the wind.
My self hate will destroy me in the end I feel it coming like the rage of the storms that come from with in. Picking up pieces from the long hard deep falls only to drown from with in.
Desperate words falling from the lips of the mentally ill the words I can not say
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The more you run over a dead cat the flatter it gets...
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 11 December 2000).]
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 12 December 2000).]
[This message has been edited by Binkie (edited 12 December 2000).]
