Fragments of fragments
Whirling in time
Now you are his
But soon you'll be mine
I'll gather you up
And collect you back in
Free from his black art
His infectious sin
You thought you broke it
But it was like that from the start
It's always been broken
My kaleidoscope heart
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I'll sharpen you up,. To fit my very needs,. I'll sharpen you up,. So you won't say please,. I'll sharpen you up,. To do the job right,. I'll sharpen you up,. So you'll have a good fight,.
You can try to hide it but that be no use. Others may not notice but i am no fool. You have entered a game, where you cannot leave. Planted your roots in my corrupted seed.
Harry Crimb was a well built lad from north london. He had his whole life ahead of him... Lila was a very beautiful girl but she was poison.
The soul becomes dyed with its Thoughts If that's true Then mine are full of you.
So What, I never really cared, Why would I give a damn, I don't want your thoughts shared. But you keep on talking, On and on, About how I treated you, And how you were just my pawn.
My heart is being ripped in two. My stomach is feeling it too. There was a love that was once strong. Now it is just dark and blue. My heart it beats still. But only for you. Which breaks me heart.
D evious, and devilish. E very part a bitch, V aried twisted mind games. I ntertwined to make me trip. L aughing at my sorrow, I t's all so funny to you.
I still think about Breezy. That's mostly because she's in my English class...but even when she's not right across the room, her memory creeps into my mind. I think of her long blonde hair...
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