Place these numb fingers over your eyes
Let them be your mask, your deadly disguise
Keep me as an object, you stupid little toy
handcuff me to anything, let me be your sexual ploy
That's all my meaning
That's all my life
Keep me for nothing, Keep me for strife
Leave me in the morning,
Let nothing come to a close
You don't know how you feel, when I am wearing my clothes.
I'll stay as your ice cube
Tourchering you with cold
Maybe someday you will realize
All these games were way too old
Nothing is solved by you turning away
Trying to convince me that you want to stay
I feel you are lieing more each day
And soon I will walk out, and no more will be okay
I will give you a promise
That you were nothing at all
That you will be forgotten by this fall
I don't want your face, or your tired demise
I am sick of your words
And your second tries
I will always forget you, and your fire starting ways
Maybe that is why you rotted as you grew in aged
Forget my numb finger tips that layed quietly over your eyes
You need to leave now, and drop your disguise
Become your own person, and forget all your lies.
Author notes
Don't Assume you know what this is about, because i can promise you that you don't. I can promise you that it is not one person, a full and actual event, or anything anyone should be conserned about listening to. Its just me writing what is on my mind. Don't take it as a caution or as a sign. k. thanks.
Please tell me what you think
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this was really really good i enjoyed reading it and trying to figure it out then i got to your authors note and i guess that explains why i couldnt
awesome wirte..
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haha I was just kind of writing that so that someone wouldn't take offense to reading it, but yea, I guess it is not fully based on actual events or one perticular person. its complicated I guess. YAY thank you for enjoying it, it means alot to me. the ending is shaky to me, but I dont' know how to fix that so oh well =/
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