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Glistened [Dec. 11th, 2004|06:07 pm]
bitch trog anarchistic freak
[mood |uncomfortableuncomfortable]

So this is what the hollowness feels like
The cold dark emptiness of the moon
Forever rotating in its own acid
Always watching with a blinking eye

Cold oceans paid out their debt
Turning your fate into legend
There's nothing you could not say
Or nothing you could not break
That would make me turn back

When I bleed my words out
You are there to cut the next line
When I try to speak
The thought of the end gags me

When I am alone
This haunts my beating mind
I cannot hold the darkness
Or your beauty still