RageA Poem by The Glassface
Bind those feet
Break down your woes Lock me away? Take my eyes? I'll bring war to your door Cross my heart, hope to die I'm a glutton baby (Beat me) more and more Asking questions gets you nowhere Lies for knives Truth was never my forte So come on, hurrah! Let's give a show Careful now He has the fire and your temper cools slow Break once Break again Make sure it sinks as you swim. © 2010 The Glassface |
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