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Slivers

All these things deep within A jagged piece beneath my skin Yet I take it with a painful grin Allowing this is sure to fail Another scratch with an infected nail Left alone with no detail I lay along this slow soft river The coldness makes me shiver Take away this love life sliver My heart shattered in two Still I hurt as I miss you If I had only knew I could have taken it lying down With a lonesome frown While you where your uniform crown Again I look into this cracked mirror It lets me see things so much clearer Only I still wish you were near I want to stay awake Too much for me to take For simple god's sake A smile Fake plaster tile Alone for such a long while Will I die? Will I cry? I know I will lie Through these eyes I seen only hatred Wishing that you were dead But then I would dread That sudden fact of love The only one I know Adrift like black snow Tell me something new Like if we are actually through And how to get a clue I know I hold so much anger Its not like I’m a complete stranger In a merciless danger Will I be able to hold you once more After you walk out that damaged door I have heard your feeble attempts at truth before It will rain down upon your like sleet Till the day our lips again meet As past meets present you will again cheat But your promise still stands While sleeping peacefully holding hands Seeing all those emotional bands When you said that you would never leave An idea that you could never conceive How naive was I to believe That you were a truthful princess And that you would never leave me in distress But still you walked out in your black dress The hunger inside will only drive Me to devour and strive To be alone and alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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