~pull thyself from out my view,
pull thy knife from out my heart.
pull thy glare from off my face,
but put thy lips on my two.~
Standing in the rain waiting up for you,
but you're not coming back soon.
Seems like yesterday we spoke,
as I smiled up at the Moon.
*Should I turn and look your way?
Should I lean in when you pass me?
Should I leave a note to tell you
what's eating at my heart?
I just want you to adore me
as much as I feel for you.... *
Can't turn down the faucets,
they're dripping over me.
Drowning in my regret,
don't watch my misery.
**
A wave, a smile is all I've got.
Can't speak the words I think.
Screaming in my head for you,
the evidence of cheeks so pink.
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Morbida's Mysterious Feelings
Hi, I'm Morbida B. Weir. I got that name from the BEGoths figure series. Anyway, this is where I'll put down whatever I feel like each day. Depending on whether I'm in a crappy mood or not, I'll post my usually elusive feelings... So get reading!
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