my contradiction
im a red rose in a field of forgotten flowers
and though love grows it well never be rememberd
dress me with white lace as this dream lingers for hours
olny when were gone will my silent voice be heard
never lost
never found
you sing with heart
but thiers no sound
never thier
never here
you say nice things
but are never sincear
dont try to manipulate me
in to your sadistic faniticy
go try to carrie on with your sick addiction
you are my one and olny contradiction.
is talk of true love all miorrirs and illusions
plant a broken heart and see that it mends
i sit here an dlet you try to lead me to conclutions
but here and now is where owr love ends.
 Lilu_Teus · Sun Feb 19, 2006 @ 10:13am · 0 Comments |
