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| Through My eyes: Through my eyes you might see, a day as dark as night to me, Beautiful colors turn gray, as my tears fall upon the page, The flowers that once held so much life, are now wilted, withered, and brown, Their petals are dieing on the ground, The twinkiling stars soon fade away, I no longer dream, so why would they stay, Through my eyes you might see, all the scars inside of me, Tears that fall without end, Fall from a heart that will not mend, everyday is a battle for me, I feel as I was never ment to be, It is not so easy to judge, When you look through the eyes of someone like me. Catrina Ann Tears Of Blood These tears of blood that I cry, come from my skin and not my eye's, These tear of blood that I shed, They color my world red, These tears of blood that fall down, I feel as if I am going to drown, These tears of blood come from my soul, The marks on my arms lets you know, These tears of blood that flow, My heart it aches so, These tears of blood that I cry, Fall from my skin and not my eye's Catrina Ann Beneath my skin lies agony, all my emotions wanting to surface, begging me to release them, I wish this didn't have to be, I know no other way, Beneath my skin is fear, this fear lies deep within, I feel seperate from who I am, who is this face in the mirror? Beneath my skin is everthing that has gone wrong in my life, this is my way of feeling whole, Blade gleaming in the light, With the first cut I begine to feel alright, As the crimson lake begines to overflow, my facination grows, Releasing the pain, the fear, the agony, This is how it must be, I watch the blood dripping down, Now I know I am real, Beneath my skin lies all my emotions, Waiting for another day. Catrina Ann |
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