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Songs of Sin and Gin
Tears from the past
as we look back through
the splintered looking
glass.
Just trying to find
a way we might survive
when it seems all we can
do is sing songs of sin
and gin while the devil
looks down and smiles.
I know I lie broken
in a thousand pieces
that glisten in the sun,
maybe some day I can
put myself together and
be done,
but for now all they
can do is sing songs
of sin and gin while
the devil looks down
and smiles.
Wondering what has
gone wrong as I bleed
where no one else can
see, and my scars are
deep into the bone.
Seeking for an answer
I am left in the rain
to sing songs of sin
and gin while the devil
looks down and smiles.
We play all these games
until we no longer see ourselves
just floating shadows
that have no true emotions
and cannot plead to be saved,
so we all sing songs
of sin and gin while
the devil looks down
and smiles.
4:29 PM - 4/18/2006 -
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