Envy Me

by alone in the crowd   Sep 15, 2006


Envy me
Envy my sorrow
Take it from me like you want it
Take my pain as well
You will want it
You will want it when I am through
You will long for me
Long for me like no other
Obsession will not begin to describe
I will have you
I will take you
You have no knives in your heart
No blood trickling down through your soul
No hurt, no pain, no wounds
You have no bullet holes
Borrow mine
Feel my pain with me
Feel and love

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