Blue Sun Room FILK - FILK
Away in your empty place
Sitting in your cold home
Waiting for a hint
A passer-by
Trapped by your curse
Haunted by your own heart
Abandoned
By everyone who swore their love
Surrounded by the deceptive beauty
Standing out
Sitting in your unbearable prison
Hold on to the cold metel
Wish to be bound by time
Cursed to wait
Until filled
Haunted by sins
Pain
Curses
Concidered less than
Bond by venom words
Bond to pain
To hurt
Comments
Thursday, 09 November 2006 08:19
Wow...still rocking the poetic shininess without fail;)
BEB
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