A Razors EdgeA Poem by Sorry Sits HereNewest song I'm writing on my guitar, This is still a work in progress...
Verse 1 They're everywhere - in everyone's make believe. I don't want to be the one to tear apart your dreams - That we wasted. We're wasting away. Pre-Chorus Silent beauty; It follows me, It swallows me. The sirens sing sad songs of cruelty, There's a sign at the end of the road. Chorus Take a step Back and let it go. Stagnant sleep release these ghosts. But I won't let Their poison seep Deep inside my soul, an emotional overflow Of razor blades and pin pricks. A bloody color of rust.
© 2011 Sorry Sits HereAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 20, 2011 Last Updated on October 20, 2011 AuthorSorry Sits HereTrenton, Ontario, CanadaAboutI have been writing poetry for several years, although the bulk of my writing started after some creative writing classes I took in college. Most of my poems are free written on the spot with no parti.. more..Writing
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