2010-01-24

When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire









This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.
You tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in..
And now you're outside me you see all the beauty,
Repent all your sin.
There's one thing I have to say so I'll be brave;
You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave.
I'm not sorry I met you,
I'm not sorry it's over,
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save.

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