Sunday, November 26, 2006

' END '

come to the end all my tragic affairs
wipe off all that makeup and what is in despair?
so thrown on the black dress and go to the top
you might wake up to be someone you are not

if you look into the mirror and don't like what you see
you can find out firsthand what its like to be me
so gathers around all piggies and kiss me goodbye
i will encourage your smile and expect you wouldn't cry
you've got the first row seat for my funeral ball
when i grown up i want to be nothing at all
if you heard me please walk away and leave me dangling in the hall.



not bad not bad. today's theme.

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