21 December 2008

fix me

say what you want to say...

your words might confuse me

but love could clear the mist in front of my eyes...

 

try to kill me with your words

your lips, as they open, releases knives and daggers

they hit straight right to my heart

and i'm left bleeding

but love could heal the wound....

 

I need to see clear...

I need to be healed....

but where is my love now?

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