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Tears Of Carnival Waste
Contributed by
Vermilion
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Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 08:09:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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And obviously, I'm walking on air Every time I see your face Drenched in tears, drowning in fears And to dry them would be so unfair So obviously, I'm taking my time In tears of carnival waste Trapped in heart, trapped from the start But somehow still free in mind Obviously I can't feel a thing As I walk over oxygen hills Drenched in sorrow, dreams of the morrow Where one day I shall remain king Obviously I'm trying to catch Miss Never Let Go Of The Pill Trapped in regret, forcing to forget Looks like I haven't met my match
Tears of carnival Tears of tomorrow In waste And in haste And in touch.. with me.. Tears of yesterday Tears of the subway The tears of carnival waste...
And obviously, I'm suffocating Every time I hear your voice Drenched in sin, drenched out and in So tired of all the waiting So obviously, you're oxygen is The stain of not to have choice Trapped in ice, trapped somewhere nice She doesn't let go, girl she is Obviously I'm gonna breath What else would be for sound? Drenched in nothing, drowning in something So leave, so leave, don't leave Obviously I'm going crazy Everything's spinning around Trapped in pain, trapped and insane Whilst everything turns so hazy
Tears of carnival Tears of tomorrow In waste And in haste And in touch.. with me.. Tears of yesterday Tears of the subway The tears of carnival waste...
We are the tears of carnival waste..
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2005-08-10 08:09:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Tears Of Carnival Waste
(User Rating: 1 ) by sicknivesevered on
Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 01:34:23 PM AEST (User
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Weird, but a good *****. The overall feeling to this poem is a good one. |
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