Disgrace!
Livid fingers across my face,
Icy traces does it make,
Tears of sorrow,
And tears out of place,
Oh how I am out of place,
Silent whisphers fill my ears,
Never gonna be good enough in this haze,
Lifeless smiles,
From day to day,
Waiting for the day of my decay,
Crimson Tears fall daown my face,
Oh now they all look at me in Disgrace!
Copyright © Amber Bradshaw | Year Posted 2007
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