Wednesday, February 28, 2007
...glass mask...
this is my glory
this is the story
how my throne came crashing down
and ashes to dust
blows it all away
my tears to blood purged deep
I just need you to bury me
in this unmarked grave
where the tragedy unfolds
I keep not knowing what to do
I keep not knowing what to say
as you keep plunging this blade down in me
you built that fake path for me to believe
now I will never see
how sweet it could be
you never know the price to pay
when I was led down whittled away
hard at work
kooky
you left me bleeding in a pool of blood
tear me up again
---1:47 PM---