cuz of karma
By whisperer
here we go again the things we believe in parading through endless games
within as we force our everythings underground
she's only 17 and forced to realize how many different ways there are to
bend
as she begins to die inside she opens her eyes again to wish she knew what
love was
here he comes again bitting his lips tryin to hide the craving need to
fuck himself again
breaking the trails on his arms bleeding from the mouth is his only disguise
he believes its gonna end
his lie is his remedy
scream
children of the alchemy
it asks in every pore
as you shut the door
and you revel in the ways you hold me back
so frail
bones in breaking
hell
heart explodes and i'm left faking
and the pleasure never fills
why
i'll leave you where you die
i'll be the death of me
Comments on "cuz of karma"
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On Monday, February 27, 2006, Dissolving Poet
(564) wrote:
I love your poetry that was beauitful and nice :)