Friday, March 19, 2010

Become

What the fuck am I to anyone?
I don't know my place.
I don't feel anything for anyone but you,
Yet you hurt me the most.

My heads trapped in one memory,
Theres no escaping it now.
I live each day as a spiral.
I curse your fucking name for cursing me.
I want that memory to be life,
And let life return to being the nightmares I used to have.

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