To Be The First; To Want The Last.

To Be The First; To Want The Last.

A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx

You sinner, don't you sit
alone forever.
I'm here and now, I'm ready.
I can say it a thousand more times,
But clocks don't always matter.
Yeah, I'm here and now, I'm ready.
I can throw myself into the waterfalls
of your weeping eyes,
Or mask the pain you once hid alone.
I'm here and now, I'm ready.
I'm here and now, I'm ready.

© 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx


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Added on February 17, 2013
Last Updated on February 18, 2013

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I am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..

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