Idk this came out lamer than i intended
Burning lungs with no desire to put out hearts of burning fire Screaching mouths that make no sound Where will these words ever be found
Blind eyes see better better in black and whites Deaf ears hear only noise not sound Crippled senses lead to no more fights Broken fingers grasp what cant be found
Calling without being heard Why cant you trust the only word To be placed in your head Memories are lost like all the words that'd been said
Crippling down in a squeezing fist Memorys a slowly dying list breaking the bones that once built towers To break down in a year soil an flowers
Burning lungs are screaming to find The eyes set upon the flame Even if there is nothing set into mind These things will never change Yet will never be the same.
Exploding V a g i n a · Sun Mar 29, 2009 @ 08:16am · 0 Comments |