Guest Heart Like A Hole Posted March 6, 2002 Report Posted March 6, 2002 .ringfinger. is this real? each ticking of the clock seems so unbelievable each sweep of the second hand is carrying me one minute closer to you and all we've never felt but surely will the words spill from my lips and i catch a glimpse of lines i never knew existed until you assisted in calling me back to life without the edge of a knife you make me you make me and i sing and i now sing so many roads i could have traveled and never known this sensation this elation that consumes all my hardships all my backward slips and every crater in my face if i could choose, you told me a thousand other lives before, if i could choose... you make me you raise me you teach me to speak when my mouth is finally unlocked you loosen the tension from my weariest frame's pieces you show me the ways of warmth and i'm finding completion you make me you make me and now i sing now i sing countless times before, i'd thrown the world aside trampled down the fairest flowers until in my hands they cried and another part of me died but the second hand is moving me nearer and i'm fast approaching liberation i never knew that all i was seeking was waiting for me to claim it and you make me you make me suddenly i have hands dignified pacified my old ways denied we're finding our way back to the beginning a fresh, new way of saying that this will be the first of the rest of our days you make me you make me and i sing now i sing if i could choose, i'd choose you i'd choose you i choose you .ringfinger.
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