Array ( [sid] => 123976 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => cyanide love for the stars above... [time] => 2006-08-01 20:05:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => there is a girl in my mirror...
i wonder who she is...
sometimes i think i know her...
sometimes i wish i did...
theres a story in her eyes
filled with lies & sad goodbyes...
when she looks back at me i can tell...
shes hurting inside...
thats when i realize...
that girl is me


Crucified by love
can hardly stand the pain
Would go through it again for his love...
Maybe I'm insane

I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to the sender
Stitches seal my wounds
scars remain,
emotions drained
and I run to you only to open them up once more
hand her down some photographs
spread them across the floor
a broken record spins in circles
but she won't listen anymore.


My heart, beats
my last breath, breathes
my soul dies, eyes cry
hurt deep, wounds seep
can't sleep, won't eat
I'm dying from the inside out...

cyanide love for the stars above...
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cyanide love for the stars above...
Date: Tuesday, 1st August 2006 @ 08:05:20 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: HeArTbRoKEnGiRl
there is a girl in my mirror...
i wonder who she is...
sometimes i think i know her...
sometimes i wish i did...
theres a story in her eyes
filled with lies & sad goodbyes...
when she looks back at me i can tell...
shes hurting inside...
thats when i realize...
that girl is me


Crucified by love
can hardly stand the pain
Would go through it again for his love...
Maybe I'm insane

I don't want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to the sender
Stitches seal my wounds
scars remain,
emotions drained
and I run to you only to open them up once more
hand her down some photographs
spread them across the floor
a broken record spins in circles
but she won't listen anymore.


My heart, beats
my last breath, breathes
my soul dies, eyes cry
hurt deep, wounds seep
can't sleep, won't eat
I'm dying from the inside out...

cyanide love for the stars above...


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