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Grilled upon an open pit, like pig after the slaughter,
drilled right through my tired brain, waiting for the laughter.
Led around by nose halter, rope strung through my ring,
breathing's hard whilst yanked upon, wishing I could sing.
Stolen smiles trampled upon, kicked under the rug,
frowns that grow and eat away, worse than any drug.
Feelings quashed and whisked away, feeling their not worthy,
invalidation rears it's head, we'll talk after tuesday.
Hope was lost when you gave up, wishing for another
all was lost when you left me, I know of no other.
Sick of all these sickening days, wanting to break free,
wont you leave and let me see, what's inside of me.
As the day progress's to, the angry still of night,
I hope for you the stars will stay, for you always bright.
Me I'll take the early bus, to a place thats near,
to a place I'll sit and shed, one last final tear.
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
Last edited by J.R.V.A.; 08-09-2003 at 08:27 AM..
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