unknown, by Eric
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"UNKNOWN"
I LOOK AT YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME AND
YOUR EYES ARE BURNING A BEAUTIFUL CRIMSON
I WANTED TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH
I TRUELY DID BUT I WAS ALREADY STRUCK STUPID WITH LOVE
FINALLY ABLE TO MOVE ON FROM THAT FIRST LOVE
YOU COULD PICK UP THE PIECIES OF MY BROKEN HEART
AND DO WITH THEM AS YOU PLEASED
ALL WAS WELL UNTIL YOU WERE TOLD THE TRUTH
WHY HAD I BEEN SO STUPID
THE PRESSURE AND A NEED TO KEEP HER HAPPY
I ALWAYS WANTED TO TELL YOU AND I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE
BEFORE I GOT ATTACHED TO YOU AND FELT THE NEED TO HOLD
I WANTED TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS BUT YOU PUSHED AWAY
UNTIL I WANTED TO DIE
BUT YOU WOULDN'T LET THAT HAPPEN
SO NOW I SIT BACK IN THE DARKNESS OF MY OWN THOUGHTS
WRITTING AWAY KILLING MY PENCIL
WISHING THAT I WAS THIS PENCIL
SO THAT'S WHY SOMEONE WOULD USE ME FOR SOMETHING
BUT ITS MY OWN CHOICE TO BE ALONE |
Posted: 2006-10-14 02:06:33 UTC |
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