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Little Mirrors |
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Fingertips |
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Suffer |
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How Does it Feel? |
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Breaking |
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Ceremony of Death |
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Hold Still |
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Red Bells |
Breaking
As a mountain left alone with no climbers
Your heart has froze
Lost in the grief that is coming to you
In a dark part of the world
You hide in the hours that sleep
Never letting sunshine come to you
Seeing how much longer you can resist pain
All caught up in the life you know
Whilst your dream life turns to nothing
Children call out to you
Because you are so loving
Their hands once warm now so cold
From holding onto one that cuts them
Without even knowing
A thing of beauty holding nature's knives
Their hearts were enraptured
By a twinkle from your eye
Curled up like leaf people
No love can ever walk away
Unless their mind is sick
So how can you stop it
I would nurture if I could face my fear
Deliver if I could just calm down
Climb if I could just find strength
Hold onto that which kills me
Because surely dying by love
Is a graceful beautiful death
Falling and falling thru snowflakes
No longer pretty
I am frozen like you
| On March 11th 2008 purplepixie888 Said : | |
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Tanx a mil June :) |
| On March 11th 2008 seekerovtruth Said : | |
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You have such an imaginative style to your writings. Quite unique and interesting! |


