Sense Of Pain, by Don't build lies on ice cubes. Subscribe to rss feed for Don't build lies on ice cubes.

Shut off you ears
What do you hear?

A taunting voice that wont disappear

Close you eyes
Tell me what you see

An image so intense it petrifies me

Put your hand to your heart
Ask what you feel

Blood running deep for a love thats not real

Open your nose
Identify that smell

The scent of a fool who knowingly fell

Bite your tongue
Know what you taste

The juice of emotions that went to waste






2003
Posted: 2010-06-29 09:56:00 UTC

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2005-05-03 23:20:25Gina
Wow! that is awesome! i LOVE IT!!! Keep up the work!