Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Visit 3/13/13

You're the one who thinks you know me
But you haven't got a clue
You're the one who thinks you have me
After all that I've been through

Breaking pieces off my soul
To try to fit you in
Not ready yet to give it all
Not ready yet to let this fall

Because I'm so damn empty
In all the places it counts
So damn fucked up and faithless
I don't want to add up
To find out what this amounts

So to what do I owe the pleasure
Of this visit from my past
To whom do I pay the debt I owe
Now that I can't see my way out

Burning from the inside out
Allowing my rage
To hollow me out
And turning back another page

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