| Losing the grip of all I know I'm still a fool Dripping the blood To slow the pain in my soul Screaming at all that crosses my path Everything rewinds to another flickering past Over and over the knife is drawn Digging into the shivering hand of fun Imagination begins to play Showing the pain of another wasted day The torturing sun rises too high Burning with hate The fire reflects in my gentle eye <Burning Inside> Copyright 2004 Mallory Stroop |
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| Last Update: 1\20/04 |