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Im So Tired With Me Now(Make Myself Sick)

Current mood: distraught Category: Life If i could just project my voice into the ears of those i love I would take the world into my words and let them hear what my heart sings it sings of joy and the past time with them,oh so it longs and holds on to that year but im afraid if i let go now would they feel my heart as it heals and as I Drop to the floor I wonder if i shouldve stopped my heart before it fails to bleed if i died unsuspectively what would my life mean well dear wonders of this world look at what Beauty Ive Become Now Watch me Lay out on the street Take my wings I dont need them because Angels only kill themselves in dreams Its just as if heaven was inside my Veins So Let me bless You know let me Bless these grounds Let me spill onto the pavement so cold and Shameless im lost but none of my friends can see this,are they blinded by my Mask in which i always wear but if i offend you im sorry i swear Im sorry that im dead Make this your only comfort to see me lying there in that box soundly asleep dont even bother trying to wake me,dont call my name cause my heart feels no remorse or shame for what happened to me I told you all that i was sick,but did you bother to listen to me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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