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Kathryn Garner

Rookie (May 10,1991)

Numb


the light pales before your blood
died from what ive done
hands reaching high
cursed by my lie
but we always did love you best

screams fading inside this cell
my own personal hell
to keep me away from you
away from what i'd do
i begged that you knew
what the writing on the walls meant
f*** the wasted time i spent
enscribing my bloody heart on the wall

my loves a painting in blood on stone
a beating heart, that beats alone
on solitude, on hope
and what daydreams do to cope
but still im all but gone and lost
love was life
lost love was the cost

the voices in my head keep shrieking
with the blood and pitches peeking
and me peeking from around my heart
death in dice, dead from chilled luck
chilled as a corpse to me
the bagged body, only the voices see
which is why they happen to be
shrieking, killing me
ears popping with pain
eyes blinded by the horrid sight
till the senses are numb
because i let go to tonight
lost i was reborn to death
numbed by love
till love set me to rest

Submitted: Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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