Sunday, February 1, 2009

Angel from Montgomery.

Tears slip down
Soft lips
Icicles melting further away
Further away
I'm counting
On my fingertips, and you
You
You watch me with wide eyes
As I sing my song
And I cry
I cry
I cry because it hurts me
Like no pain has reached me
I fall and I surrender
Because I cannot stand to see her
That face
Oh, it bothers me so
Icicles melt
They melt further away
Turn into fire
Turn into pain
I count on my fingertips
As my mind slips
As my tears drip
As I hold my breath
And I feel.

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