Playing with words.

Scream
Scream at me.
I set you free.
Smell my scent of desire.
I laugh at you
As you laught at me.
The cloudy nights just drag on.
This sorry life keeps it going.
Where is she when I need her most?
They raise their glass and give me a toast.
Hush
Hush little boy.
Play
Play with your toys.
Pray my soul to keep.
God is weeping, they’re so naive.
The cloudy nights just drag on.
This sorry life keeps it going.
Where is she when I need her most?
They raise their glass and give me a toast.

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  • jen on Sep 25, 2008

    now this one.. is something special. this is me.

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