Captured, by Kyle
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throw away everything that you say,
erase everything that you think.
tell the truth to not lie,
hundred times, cut my ties.
morning glory, so divine.
suicide, no sacrifice.
19 miles away, come to me, please stay.
kill the dream, viva reality!
treat the soul like royalty.
throw away everything that you say,
erase everything that you think.
the culprit's movements urified (i made that word up.
meaning "to make unreal")
show me how you always taste the lies.
avoid the sense of your hands on mine.
19 miles away, come to me, please stay.
kill the dreams, viva reality!
treat your soul like royalty.
captured mind, left behind.
captured mine, feeling fine. |
Posted: 2009-11-03 05:50:57 UTC |
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2009-11-13 07:09:02 | //Stillsilent// |
i like this & i like your new word...urified...its a nice word
good job |