I AM THAT MOUSE

silent soldier speak to me
speak to me of bloody birth
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i put my ear to your paper thin walls
and i could hear your heart beat
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im done feeling like i need you
so im choosing to leave you
and if i ever i believed you
i know now it's a lie.
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take this with you to my grave
i am the soul you cannot save
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he pulled her hair just enough to arouse himself
and she smiled, a coy and inviting grin,
this was her finest hour when her beauty was his fortress
and his strong hands were the guards at the gate.
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surrounded by those who are lit by Your light
and i always stood in the shade
when i finally found myself almost believing in You
i found myself feeling betrayed.
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you know that i can spot your fear
like cocaine on your nose, my dear.

those things you think you locked inside
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kicking men disguised as drapes
(your face is making distorted shapes)
i try to scream but the sound escapes...
through the hole i dug in my leg.
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girls hate girls who like boys who like girls.
and the boys who like girls are unware of the hate.
and these girls who hate girls tried to break up my date
therefore i hate girls who hate girls who like boys.
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your faith is buried in doctrine and law
and i don't know how to find salvation
as you lead into this tempation
of leaving you behind me.
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i put today on repeat and start all over again
i wake up in the morning and reach for my pen
and into a hiding place for writing i off and retreat.
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color me pink and make me beautiful....
anything pretty will do, pretty like you.

sad girl, painted in blue and black and gray,
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sitting on street bench, between satan and his high school sweetheart pondering the incongruousness of the lovers peering at eachother behind my back.

the prince of darkness is hiding his passion but i can see his red cheeks showing a hint of blush, and hers the same. how sickening that he finds love and the closest i've come is sitting between him and his princess.
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the sweat from the hand cuffs is pooling around my wrist
like blood pouring down from a vampires kiss

i can't get enough
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someone i've found along the way,
has taught me to hate the tastes of plain
has taught me to lust the walls of pain
and showed the black and white of gray.
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bleeding heart of ego tall,
do remember what it's like to crawl?
do remember what it's like to fall?
into the arms of someone who loves you.
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one day, i'll walk above you all
six feet under, and never higher
dropping rain and spitting fire
forcing kings to thier knees
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he vomitted on a canvas after a night he doesn't recall
four thousand on the auction block and he became a rich man.
i recall the night in all its haze and glory
and although not an amazing story
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the girl is no longer of high society
she swallowed her tongue and spewed inpropriety
shackeled to three and then two and then one
(a freedom that is too close to come)
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simple pacts, made drug induced
promises if i never reproduce
bloody treaty on which we agreed
that if i never marry, you'll plant your seed
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