Tuesday, September 21, 2010


Beaming face
The sun in the sky
Beautiful face
My lover's eye
Shining down
Lighting my day
Too bright a candle
To ever stay.
I played the role desired
Unknowingly, I wore the ruby cape
With love, I played the bad guy
To give something to escape.
But who will you blame,
Now the villain is dead
When those seductive attacks
Are stuck in your head?
If you define yourself by how you're oppressed
You'll never be anything else
Because when it comes down to the bone
The only one oppressing you is yourself.

Why are the best things in life bad for you?
Why are the worst things good?
The poison feels the best going down.
The hangman kissed me goodnight.

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