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shut meup. because my hands are flames.put them out.and cross my eyes.because i deserve this.more than ever.
Wrap my heart in the sun and set it to overcook.
Lock my cage again, and turn the light off.
I want to feel, what it feels like to appreciate the sun again.
Turn the television on now and watch me turn blue once more.
The wood is creeping upon my doorstep, and it's getting dark out.
The Night is jealous of the day, and the reign of the sun.
The moon doesn't let go when it's got hold of you.
It's grip is harsh and it hurts.

I watch the wood bleed.
It's crying.
It's sorrow tells a story of being black and white.Plain it stands, no light no love, no emotion.
It hangs itself.
While the leaves fall into autumn.
where skies are red, and clouds are black.when the bitter winter is creeping o so close.when no-one can hear anyone crying. when panes of glass turn soundproof.
When broken hearts turn bronze and turn shatterproof.
O soak my wrist right through in the blood i'm spilling for you.
All over your face.
I'm writing my last note.
All over your pretty face
My last note is crumbling in your fire.
My heart's burning.
you're setting it to burn.
You're cutting me to pieces again.
And this winter is the last i'll see...

Now it rains.
You think this shower is tough on your love life.
I felt the storm.
The lightening striking me down.
Burnt all over, and i feel special....
Even though i'm just another boy to you.
Another spirit, another shadow. another puppet. another christmas present that you'll never keep for more than a month.
Another broken window on an old house.
Another summer's day, which is so boring.
Another story that a teenage heart spills onto a page that's dotted with red.
This story is all the same.
I've seen this before.
My image is shattered and worn.
Edges are damaged and fraid.
But the summer is always next to me.
giving me a new sheet of paper, another new story to begin.
Another story to waste.
Everysingle year.
Everysingle beat of my small and tender heart.
The story of the seasons.Throwing me about.
It threw me about.
You struck me down.
i am a feather now.
I glide in the wind that's you.

I'm a feather.
Lifeless, but warm...
I'm a droplet of rain.
falling and destined to smash into the ground.
I'm me.
I'm a rose that you'll leave to die.
I'm a collapsed memory of your mind.
something special that some day you'll rebuild and find.
Something you'll find.
Inside you're heart.
Deep down inside.
I wait for you.
but you're never actually going to come home.

are you....