If only sizzling looks could kill
You'd be dead a thousand times
I'm not the only one who wants
To get you for your heartless crimes
You're handing out the pain like presents
Without a single second-thought
Look at the damage you've inflicted
The marks you've left with your harsh words
My heart and soul, my very essence
Are covered with the countless scars:
Old bullet-holes, stitch-patched knife-slashes
And raw wounds packed with poisoned tar
There's no mistake and no excuses
A gun is glimming in my hand
"Just so you know how much it hurts
Before you ever shoot again"
I lift my gun and pull the trigger
A bullet's cutting through the air
I finaly get to turn the tables
So you can also get your share
Of moonlight-coloured drops of silver
Cast in the words and filled with pain
They fly from me to meet the bulls'eye
That's standing, silent, in the rain
Think twice before you pull the trigger
© Copyright: Марина Фордвэкс, 2009
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I recognize these feelings...very expressive one!
Ирина Нерпас 12.07.2010 17:39 • Заявить о нарушении
Ирина Нерпас 12.07.2010 17:39 • Заявить о нарушении
thank you very much!
it's also nice to know that someone can relate
Марина Фордвэкс 14.07.2010 02:19 Заявить о нарушении
it's also nice to know that someone can relate
Марина Фордвэкс 14.07.2010 02:19 Заявить о нарушении
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