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Torn Apart |
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drew morrison |
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Jun 27, 03 - 7:14 AM |
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Between the dusk of a summer night,,
and the dawn of a summer day,
suicide? i just might...
if i cannot find another way...
the things you say, the things you do,
if you only ever knew,
the mystery was clear,
mad rage swallowed by fear,
for that lamp she held was her own burning heart,
whose blood drops trickled step by step apart,
those "lamp drops" fell upon me
she knelt and stood above that senseless me,
my body on the cold ground,
lifeless, no sound,
i layed mad with ragin fear,
i layed stonebound, as she lay near, |
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