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And sometimes, it feels like the walls are closing in on me so tightly
And the doors are locking all behind me;

Feels like I’m trapped inside insanity
And I can hear her laughing softly

With her sick and twisted smile
And her sweet French kissed lies


And sometimes, it feels like your eyes are burning through me
And you can see there’s nothing more to me;

Feels like I’m falling into blackness
And I can hear her calling softly

With her lonely soul and broken hands
Entwined within my own


And sometimes, it feels like there’s no tomorrow
And you will make this go on forever;

Feels like I’m nothing but a cliché broken heart
And if only I knew how to

Tear

Myself

Apart
©2007-2008 ~the-beautiful-red
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~Tiggles-Tot:iconTiggles-Tot: Jun 13, 2007, 1:22:20 AM
:jawdrop:<<< in a good way! ^_^

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[i LOst my paper HEarts]...

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I could break her perfect little face and actually give her something to be selfconcious about.
~Silacaladhiel:iconSilacaladhiel: Jun 13, 2007, 12:29:22 PM
So ... beautiful ...

Your form and wordchoice is just perfect, in my eyes :) Also the way you repeat the beginnings ^^

Favorite piece: "And her sweet French kissed lies"

Love this poem! :heart:
~Osiris916:iconOsiris916: Jun 13, 2007, 11:25:51 PM
This is so good, if it were edible I'd eat it and then regurgitate it so I could eat it a second time.

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†Osiris†