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stolen
However you may feel yourself,however you may act,somewhere far ahead
You are shadowing instead
instant moods are transferred to a scream
tears connecting to all the same strings
I hold out my hands for the opportunity to hold it to my grasp
It rejects my tries and snaps like a bundle of asps.
As much as it would be likely to get a good connection
My heart thrashes and sends straight for rejection.
As much as you feel like your just yourself,feelings that no ones ever dared to feel
As much as you'd hope for all that to be real
facing facts of the identity that you called your own
someone else took it with a heart no lighter then a stone.
Hoping that you could just hate it,and hope for the best
real life sends a message of the most horrible test
I'm up for it and I'll make it my own
you can't steal my identity
SO GO BACK HOME
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Thu Apr 26, 2007 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |
