This Time Imperfect

May 24, 2003 22:03

I cannot leave here. I cannot stay. Forever haunted more then afraid. Asphyxiate on words I would say. I'm drawn to a blackened sky as i turn blue. There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words i find, i'd show a smile but i'm too weak. I'd share with you, could i only speak, just how much this hurts me. I cannot stay here. I cannot leave. Just like all I loved, I'm make-belive. Imagined heart, I disappear. Seems no one will appear here and make me real. There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just the stark words I find. I'd show a smile but I'm too weak. I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me. I'se tell you how it haunts me. Cuts thorough my day and sinks into my dreams. You don't care that it haunts me. There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words i find, i'd show a smile but i'm too weak. I'd share with you, could i only speak, just how much this hurts me...just how much this hurts me...just how much you...
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