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No one knows
written by Trapezium08:15 PM 12/1/04Staring into an angel's eyes could be my lullaby,
No angel will look over me I'm alone when I cry.
I'm sitting in a corner and my eyes are bloodied red,
Black black black consumes I'm feeling so damn dead.
I make a movment across my wrist with a razor in my hand,
I only want the little things like someone to understand.
But no one knows my situation to them it's just a phase,
I know these burns, these scars, these wounds will not erase.
To them its's the outside that counts they don't look within,
These wounds are much further deeper in then just the skin.
Care is such a little word it consists of four letters,
But knowing that just someone cares can make things so much better.
Love seems to be a word that no one understands,
It ruins lives, kills people and makes demands.
Maybe we've all got it wrong and we should start anew,
The first thing to say after this phrase is Baby, I love you. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Psycho_Penguin (12-1-2004 - 08:34 PM)
| Beautiful, many people don't understand love, but some do. I'd like to believe that you do. |
by melons (12-1-2004 - 08:43 PM)
by FeeFee (12-2-2004 - 05:48 PM)
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