Thursday, November 16, 2006

paper mache

come all ye lost
dive into moss
i hope that my sanity covers the cost
to remove the stain of my love
paper maché
come all ye reborn
blow off my horn
i'm driving real hard
this is love this is porn
god would forgive me
but i...i whip myself scorn scorn

[taken from i remember by Damien Rice]

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Thursday, November 09, 2006

soul war

there's a war going on inside my soul

battling to destroy me

battling to restore me

I'm on the brink of destruction

hiding to survive it

hiding to escape it

will I call out for reinforcements?

or succumb to isolation?

no matter what I do the battle rages on