Sunday, September 28, 2003

Liquid insanity.

Pale innocence,
No confidence,
A weak little girl who's lost all sense.

Knowing -- becoming,
Twisting -- numbing,
Away from home she's desparately running.

Sour tears shedding,
Weak spirit melting,
Black light shadows darkly reflecting.

Fire breathing,
Anguish screaming,
Her broken glass heart is delicately bleeding.

Crimson dripping,
Thoughts tripping,
Far away from reality slipping.

Out of her mind,
Falling behind,
Sprinting forward -- stuck in rewind.

Hardened fears,
Shattered mirrors,
Weakening -- drowning in her uncried tears.

Warped vanity.
Spitting profanity.
She's dying -- consumed by her liquid insanity.

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