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.:Sinking In (Playing with Scissors)
Mother always said, Never run with Scissors
They always said,
Never play with fire.
Yet never say never when
You wannah burn brighter
I can't help but love this sweet relief,
The feeling of the world,
Down at my feet
But I can take the Pain,
This lovely Rain,
Crimson on my cheeks.
No, I can't take this agony
Not another day, not another week
Oh, I love the feeling of stone feathers
Rough against my skin.
Even jsut a ruler, just a pen
jsut a little poke
Can make me blend in
Well, I can take the pain,
This lovely rain, crimson on my cheeks.
But I can't take the agony
Of not Sinking In
I swear I can take the Pain,
This lovely spell,
Ectasy, making me insane.
But I can't take your agony
Of never coming to an End.
Mother said never run with scissors,
But she never said they feel so nice
Sinking In
- by Kouseitani_Ayumi |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/15/2008 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- mynameisntbert - 12/16/2008
- I love it!
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- 2 much mcdonalds - 12/15/2008
- I love it, and I don't cut myself!
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