In Tears

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Sep 8, 2008


In the shadow of the moonlight
She chokes that vial down
A smirk across the statues face
As she falls to the ground

Welcome to my wonderland
Just stumble along this way
Don't walk towards the light
Here its winter every day

My dear your lips are red
Did you bottle all your fears?
Did you swallow that sweet poison?
In a hail of hot wet tears

Push your lips to the statue
Feels so cold and dead
Closest you'll get to a vampire
As reality eats away at your head

You bottle up all of your feelings
You bottle up all of the pain
You choked down the poison
In a hail of tears and rain

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  • 15 years ago

    by she

    The poisen is bittersweet

  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    I liked it. Strong emotions and a relatable point. keep up the good work. 5/5