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Tears Of Carnival Waste
Contributed by
Vermilion
on
Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 08:09:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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And obviously, I'm walking on air
Every time I see your face
Drenched in tears, drowning in fears
And to dry them would be so unfair
So obviously, I'm taking my time
In tears of carnival waste
Trapped in heart, trapped from the start
But somehow still free in mind
Obviously I can't feel a thing
As I walk over oxygen hills
Drenched in sorrow, dreams of the morrow
Where one day I shall remain king
Obviously I'm trying to catch
Miss Never Let Go Of The Pill
Trapped in regret, forcing to forget
Looks like I haven't met my match
Tears of carnival
Tears of tomorrow
In waste
And in haste
And in touch.. with me..
Tears of yesterday
Tears of the subway
The tears of carnival waste...
And obviously, I'm suffocating
Every time I hear your voice
Drenched in sin, drenched out and in
So tired of all the waiting
So obviously, you're oxygen is
The stain of not to have choice
Trapped in ice, trapped somewhere nice
She doesn't let go, girl she is
Obviously I'm gonna breath
What else would be for sound?
Drenched in nothing, drowning in something
So leave, so leave, don't leave
Obviously I'm going crazy
Everything's spinning around
Trapped in pain, trapped and insane
Whilst everything turns so hazy
Tears of carnival
Tears of tomorrow
In waste
And in haste
And in touch.. with me..
Tears of yesterday
Tears of the subway
The tears of carnival waste...
We are the tears of carnival waste..
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Vermilion
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2005-08-10 08:09:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Tears Of Carnival Waste
(User Rating: 1 ) by sicknivesevered on
Wednesday, 10th August 2005 @ 01:34:23 PM AEST (User
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Weird, but a good *****. The overall feeling to this poem is a good one. |
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