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speak.
speak.
speak the words from your lips.
gentle roses without a kiss to land their feet on.
small little hands reach out.
did you forget what it was like when the world came out and saw you?
such a pretty little thing they said.
they wouldn't have imagined you'd be thinking of what it was like to be dead.
sure words hurt.
they hurt a lot.
like running pain and savage burn.
we try to run away, but we get lost in the hurt.

pain turns to a smile, to reflect all, in denial
we watch the burn itch, and hurt the core
but we're still lost among the ashes.
we try to ride the wave before it crashes.
dream of things high up.
without a doubt, there must be some luck left
inside this world with tiny hands, and salty tears

we didn't want to admit or know
how far beneath the skin wounds go..
so we played our parts.

not forgetting the knife at the end of the long dark hall.
we're read into silence, so we don't ever speak
of the wounds, that crash upon us.

ocean's deep..

~End~

Description
speak.
speak.
speak the words from your lips.
gentle roses without a kiss to land their feet on.
small little hands reach out.
did you forget what it was like when the world came out and saw you?
such a pretty little thing they said.
they wouldn't have imagined you'd be thinking of what it was like to be dead.
sure words hurt.
they hurt a lot.
like running pain and savage burn.
we try to run away, but we get lost in the hurt.

pain turns to a smile, to reflect all, in denial
we watch the burn itch, and hurt the core
but we're still lost among the ashes.
we try to ride the wave before it crashes.
dream of things high up.
without a doubt, there must be some luck left
inside this world with tiny hands, and salty tears

we didn't want to admit or know
how far beneath the skin wounds go..
so we played our parts.

not forgetting the knife at the end of the long dark hall.
we're read into silence, so we don't ever speak
of the wounds, that crash upon us.

ocean's deep..

~End~