Priest
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Stop staring at me, or I'll pluck your heart out through your throat.
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Post by Priest on Jun 6, 2007 21:06:17 GMT -5
Swallowed I am swallowed up inside my thoughts. Dreaming I am dreaming of our time to come. Smiling I am smiling at the thought of you. Happy I am happy 'cause you're someone new.
Trapped inside this void within. Turned to a watcher, looking for you. Who are you? I must know you. It brings me down, not seeing you.
A voice fit for opera A face carved by angels. Who are you, beautifful angel? What is your name?
I seek only to know you Only you, sweet girl.
Who is it that you are, to lay your eyes on me without scorn?
Who is it that you are, to speak to me without relentless hate in your voice?
I see your eyes upon me. I feel my own upon you. When they meet, what shall we do?
You are someone new. Someone strange to me. Someone I do not know, and yet I feel your heart, as it beats along with my own.
I do not know thee, angel. I call you the Crystal of my heart. I don't know why this is, nor how it can be. And maybe I'll never know you. -----------------------------------------------
This was gonna be an apology to everyone whose lives I've made miserable, but I thought about this girl I like. I dunno why. She just popped up. I decided to write for her instead.
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