Saturday, November 12, 2011

Cry Cry

Like a crimson rose, you stabbed me with thorn-ed words
Like a tattoo, the more I try to erase it, the more it caves


As if I'm addicted, I long and I keep longing for you
As if you're a prison, you jailed me inside of you


Baby can't you see the look in my eyes
Look at these two saddened eyes of mine
Hotter than the scarlet sun
Don't make the person that loved you cry!




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