She is of earth...
Damaged/pained
Empty.beautiful
Knock on the doors of a hollow soul
Frightened
Agonized
She's lost her wings
The wind was just too harsh
This last fall
Lips pale blue
A cry in silence
Echoed
In voids of miles lost
A broken spine
Negated words
Never say she's worth it
She's never beautiful
Anymore
Desacrate
In papas arms
The nearest teemage freak
I'll keep her in my arms
Bullets in the past
Scars
Razors
Turned a back on them long ago
Wish her hell...
Wish her the best
She's gone deaf by now...
Don't wipe the tears from her eyes
She just might tear your hand off
If she can keep it to hold on to....
Copyright 2005 Kya McCain
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