Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Infection

‘Somehow, I have to answer back,’
With that, my tongue grows thick with weeds
A shadow passes through one more person’s heart
And strips off her mask

In the night
I sit down as if I'm dead

An explosion has ripped apart
The shattered fragments of my heart
And although now all I see
Are glittering lights all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

My legs are cramped, but
Pretending not to notice, I go on
This foolish disease of mine
Seems only to get worse and worse

In the night
I realize this infection

An explosion has ripped apart
The shattered fragments of my heart
And although now all I see
Are glittering lights all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

Growing more and more to fear
Every little fever that comes along
I may have little chance
But, still, I must wake up

An explosion has ripped apart
The shattered fragments of my heart
And although now all I see
Are glittering lights all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

An explosion has ripped apart
the shattered fragments of my heart
Fragments... fragments... all around me
When, I wonder
did I become
this weak?

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