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Thursday, December 9, 2010




U.S.
She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame. All the torment and the pain Leaked through and covered me I'd do anything to have her to myself Just to have her for myself Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad She is everything to me The unrequited dream A song that no one sings The unattainable, She's a myth that I have to believe in All I need to make it real is one more reason I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
Hard to say what caught my attention Fixed and crazy, Aphid attraction Carve my name in my face, to recognize Such a pheromone cult to terrorize.
I'm a slave, and I am a master No restraints and, unchecked collectors I exist through my need, to self oblige She is something in me, that I despise
She isn't real I can't make her real ..................................................
Part- 1