:: hey baby, thanks ::

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Deaf258

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:: hey baby, thanks ::

look baby, I have been wounded
nearly bled dry, my skin tattered
hey baby, you have burned me
oh, my very being sadly shattered
yes, baby, you have torn me apart
ripped out my still-beating heart

burning fever on a cold night
I turn and twist, going insane
telling me you think you are right
always anticipating, my soul berating
you have badly burned me, baby
I stood by your side, never left to hide

hey baby, you have torn me apart
you have ripped me to shreds
and still, my love stayed for you
you knew you could not take it
then the guilt sets in, you left me too
you gave up on the dream, yes you did
you really quit the dream, oh, yes you did

baby, you could not take it, my love
stronger than you, baby, you could not take it
baby, you had to get up, to walk away and quit
I have been your doormat, with open arms
you have trod my heart, again and again, yet
again and again, then you left me there hanging
at the door, waiting with open arms
always anticipating, my soul berating
you have badly burned me, baby
I stood by your side, never left to hide

look baby, I have been wounded
nearly bled dry, my skin tattered
hey baby, you have burned me
oh, my very being sadly shattered
yes, baby, you have torn me apart
ripped out my still-beating heart

years have gone by and I look back
if you think I have forgotten,
that is where you are wrong
hey baby, have I told you this?
I will remember the good, and bad
the things you did to me, awakening

I got to thank you, for burning me
hey baby, I have to thank you,
I got to thank you, you simply quit
hey baby, I have to thank you,
I got to thank you, I want to live
hey baby, I have to thank you,
I got to thank you, I will not be waiting
hey baby, I have to thank you

that I will not welcome you again.

- Deaf258 © 2002
 
:: violated ::

:: violated ::

I am feeling sick
I am feeling ill
the feeling won't go away

I am laying in bed
dark, in the night
trying to sleep
awake, staring up
at the bare ceiling
Sandman is missing

my mind abused, perplexed
by the petty things you do
to frustrate me, unmotivating
you play coldly with me, mind games

I get so sick of you
I get so ill of you
I cannot get away from you

you are a brutal trap
I cannot escape
you are a brutal trap
you built it that way
wicked snare, a bare cage
you keep me inside, detached
you built it that way
out of your anger and rage

I have loved you
and you repay me with hate
I have loved you
and you made sure I, I am
the loser who made you look great
a fantasy you live, glass ceiling

I am feeling sick
I am feeling ill
the feeling won't go away

I am laying in bed
dark, in the night
trying to sleep
awake, staring up
at the bare ceiling
Sandman is missing

staring up at the ceiling
thinking of you, feeling empty
staring and thinking..

feeling empty..
violated by you..

- Deaf258 © 2002
 
I Remember those! U showed it to me on aims.

Love them a lot!

Keep it up Deaf258...Your're real good at it. :ily:
 
Those are nice, I can relate to the second one, feeling like you give so much and get shit back. =/
 
yeah agree with pinkster...
i can feel ya for giving lots of love
for nothing
 
Good writing Deaf258...I can relate to the first one...kinda of like staring our past into a mirror and seeing a stronger and wiser reflection which boldly is able to move forward and purge out the heartaches of the past! Keep up with the good work Deaf258.... :thumb:
 
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