Broken tears
tears flood down this drowning face
and pain runs through my every trace
since when did my life become so dead
every word sends pain to my head
the sound of your voice makes me cry
my heart is down to my feet
everything is so screwd up
and i cant seem to find a cheat
it is true when they say
love is a battle field
but i am no veteran
and my heart has yet not healed
walking on glass never felt so good
comapred to what ive felt
scars never fully dissapear
and this bruise is turning into a welt
ive tried running away to many times
everything always finds its way back
when do i get my fairytail dream
and my prince charming dressed in black
by
emily92posted on 08/27/2007
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