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I’m sick of faking a smile. I’m sick of making it seem worthwhile. I’d like to show you the scars, And show you how it’s gone too far. I wish you could smell the rancid scent, I smell. Taste the acid taste I taste. I want you to feel that crick in my neck That reminds me everything’s gone to hell. I want you to know how I feel, That this is how I get, Whenever I feel myself. |
I like it... I know how you feel as well... It sucks sometimes, huh? | Posted on 2007-10-21 00:00:00 | by Raivn | [ Reply to This ] | |