Jun 18, 2006 01:00
Ice-cold emotions, lacerations never healed.
My heart is on my sleeve while my kohl liner runs, runs, runs.
All ways broken, always alone.
Even in a crowd of thousands.
Sentient being, shocking child...
Strength born of betrayal and pain.
I run, run away, run to, run from.....
Always running.
Ice-cold emotions built a wall 20 feet deep.
Broken drama, broken heart.
I run, run away, run to, run from.....
Always running.
Nothing special to see here.
Nothing special to hear.
Nothing special.
So, I run, run away, run to, run from.
All ways running.
Wishing it away, wish it away, wish it at bay.
I can't run, run away, run to, run from.
Wrapping my shoulders in a blanket of indignation and rage.
Holing up against my ice-cold hate!
Them veins run deep.
Run, run run.....running away from me.
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