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Vacant Grey

Contributed by gurlg0newr0ng on Sunday, 4th March 2007 @ 03:59:11 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

I'm biting my tongue, I'm eating regret
consuming my feelings, every bit of it
I finger through your thoughts, I guess that's just my way
to see if you are worthy, or if I should make you pay

I'm digging real deep, and you will never know
I'm keeping my distance, but the flames are burning close
I'm swimming in darkness, the chill is working it's way up my spine
go ahead and spit out your feelings, but you're not stepping all over mine

some dream in vivid colors, my mind is black and white
everything around is gray because my soul is allergic to light
While your finding out the hard way, I'm holding myself real tight
keep on saying I'm bottled up, at least you got one thing right

You just don't know me, and you probabley never will
take me now or leave me dying, soak up my pain get your fill
I'm crawling through the empty, I'm content being alone
I've always been a good liar cause my insides are made of stone

I'm feeling for an answer, grasping for something to understand
Why does everybody wanna leave me? I'm wounded where I stand
If it's anybodys fault, why I have become so hard
take a look at what you've done to me, and see how cold your heart is at the core

I'd rather die alone in silence, feelings dead inside
than have you rip my heart to pieces, and eat me alive
I know now what some hearts are made for, and what some are made of too
I once had a heart that bled for your pleasure, now I have one just like you

Copyright © gurlg0newr0ng ... [ 2007-03-04 03:59:11]
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Re: Vacant Grey (User Rating: 1 )
by Bleedthelove on Thursday, 8th March 2007 @ 06:19:29 PM AEST
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Powerful piece. I felt the emotion. Good job.

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