BURN

by -A LOVE GONE COLD-   Sep 19, 2006


Burn my heart
with the fire i give you
maybe then
you'll feel bad for what you have done

burn the edges
and let it creep to my core
that way it
seems to hurt more
and pleasure you greater

now you hear me weep at night
as the pain seeps deeper than before
the tears don't even matter
it's just water
leaking from my shattered glass eyes

if from fine to broken
is how i have to live this life
and everything
is going to be gone in the end
then i'm completely through
with you and everyone else

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