All entries for September 2004

September 30, 2004


You are my kleptomaniac, my control freak
You steal myself esteem
And turn my strengths into weaknesses.
Insomnia leads me into burnt out skies
Where I sit with you til morning
And watch the old stars die.
You blind me with your travesty
I canít help but cry incessantly
At the curses and insults
Falling from your mouth and lips
That I caress.
Iím waiting for you to destroy me
So that I can be reborn
And you will be my phoenix
That carries me
On wings of burning red
And takes me to a heaven
Where I can be free from all my imperfection

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