Friday, June 1, 2007

HURT...


I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real


The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything


What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end


And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt


I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair


Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here


What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end


And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt


If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way..!

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