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[aid] => mick
[title] => Glass Eyes
[time] => 2003-12-02 15:04:44
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[bodytext] => Passing your coarse judgement Didn't even look twice Waiting forever to gaze at you Oh, crushing me must be so nice Shaking from the freezing cold Dreaming of me wanting something else Taken from my plans for revenge Can't get away from you and I can't get away from myself Driving away from apologies And crashing into everything Ruling out the sorrow I'm emptying my mind Smoke rises with the window sill Glass breaking right in my eyes Close them too slowly Left here squinting, watching as my heart dies Dragging my body through tomorrow Sleepless and taking my time Planning on starting another day Finding what it is thats mine I've got so many things to say I'm sick and tired of trying Take me away and slaughter what's left Wishing, hoping, then dying Examples that should make me End up cracking skulls The knife you slit my throat with Never ever dulls Red spots spreading Cotton soaks crimson and wet Ruins another shirt of mine And still, you always forget Taken my life with another day Ruling out the sorrow that finds Breaking this sadness that holds me And these unbreakable chains that bind Breaking down over nothing You spread through the marrow Break my bones and destroy my heart Harder breathing, lungs so narrow Never giving anything As I'm never giving up Fill me up with your torment Fill my cup Submitting to my feelings And my eyes are tired of this glass Seeing red from this shirt And holding on to my past Passing this coarse judgement You can mix it with my tears Lock me in a dungeon Secured with all my fears Jumping straight through this Forgetting I ever felt Run away from the pain I feel The same pain you loved and dealt Forget my past in the bottles Littered across my floor Swallow all these memories Wait a while, and show you the door Waiting is old again And I'm losing sense of all I gained My head is killing me now And my glass-filled eyes are extremely pained [comments] => 3 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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