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wicked little child

rewiiired

Bluelighter
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Jan 20, 2002
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Chair.
The dark of my mind
is clawing on through
a wicked little child
that wants a peice of you

soon he'll get
all that he wants
wound and trapped
in his webs of illusion

he knows no dicipline
he hates all rules
subverts all authority
makes use of all tools

and he's coming for you
and he's going to get you

life's a jail cell and he's grown bored
while the world's a playground he adores
he's killing me so he can play
murdering the ego that suffocates

soon he'll get
all that he wants
his cries of abandonment
turn to wicked grins

his eyes are shimmering
glowing with something I can't
stretch to define

and soon he'll get
all that he wants
and he's coming for you
and he's going to get you

I hate feeling so fucking vulnerable
so naked and scared, dirty and alone
the walls are closing in, my skin is shedding
something's pushing out now from beneath

his eyes are shimmering
as my boundaries die
he wants to devour
all I've denied

and soon he'll get
all that he wants
he's broke through me
now he's thirsty for you.
 
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