14 April 2013

just a scratch

12/4/2013





 it was just a scratch, dear friend...



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 fole, the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away, but I remeber everything
What have I become? my sweetest friend
everyone I know, goes away in the end

& 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

& 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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