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Freedom
Contributed by
amicus
on
Wednesday, 25th February 2009 @ 09:03:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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Everyday I smile
Glad that I’m alive
No one questions why
Not because I’m sad
Nor because I’m in pain
And I want nothing more to gain
I do it because it’s me
I love the knife I sharpen every day
My own dirty secret in every way
People would think I was a "cutter"
They’d take away my dirty secret
Not allowing me to forever keep it
Same old thing but brand new whispers
Realize they’ve found my affair
Hide away from these deadly stares
I’d rather die than they take my lover
I’m going deeper than ever
To lay with my love forever
You yearn that which hurts
So cut until you bleed
And let yourself be freed
Copyright ©
amicus
... [
2009-02-25 09:03:23] (Date/Time posted on
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