Master of Minds
By ryltearip
'Master of Minds' Thinking about old times, and all those fucking crimes How could i ever lie so much? Just keep your eyes wide shut, as i began to gut Master of minds, how may lines- Enough to bring me back to the same spot, just that simple drop So delicately touched, my haven begins to seem too far away, as though it were the passing night and day I feel around and begin to weep with the sorrow of tomorrow, so solid, more dense than the ground Misery has won this war Baby doll what a whore you are Doll mouth does the stream come alive with all my hearts cries? To the star i prey- Delay this dismay You're bloody rotton, so blatenly pure Where is the cure that you have stirred up? That seldom mix, my quickest fix, my wish you want so much to fix Master of minds, how many lines? My heart begins to unjustly bind, why am i always denied? ~Shannon~ Written September 24th, 2001 © on Sep 24 2001 08:34 AM PST 0 • 1
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