Repetitive Confessions
By CarlIVPoetry
Suck me in... to your vaccuum of zero space. Blackened hearts never start on the coldest of days. Raise my hands, lower esteem shattered dreams that flash between your pictures. I once knew a girl who grew into another enemy Stop complaining... you've gained by now... these confessions... have drained me out. Been through hell for a chance to taste your taste. My given all bounces down this old hall. Am I preaching to myself? No companion... Except an echo off this aging floor.New song I just wrote for the band. Written March 11th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 05:51 AM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"Suck me in......"