Sense Of Pain, by Don't build lies on ice cubes.
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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 23:20:25 | Gina |
Wow! that is awesome! i LOVE IT!!! Keep up the work! |