View from a bridge

May 13, 2004 15:02

View from a bridge

This cigarette is burning a hole in my hand, as I flick the ash waiting for this collapse. Never felt so hidden before, like im packed in a bottle, a kids glass target. I can't see through this clear glass mirror, I hear nothing but these screams. This glass breaks, shards of angels eyes, sting like suicide, And the whispers of ( Read more... )

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freeksh0w May 13 2004, 12:33:32 UTC
I don't know. Heh. The last like 3 lines I like more then the rest of the song. Probably because it says suicide and makes me worry about you. :o /. Haha. Yeah. And that's it. Loveeeahs.

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