pleas.and.other.things.from.a.smiling.face.to.a.still.small.voice.

Sep 20, 2004

Taking everything apart
And sitting in the wreckage I've created for myself
And no one else, can answer me the question
I've asked too many times.
How do I love you
When I am filled with shame?
Choke my own desires
Fill my face with flames
As I breathe deeper now.
My lungs begin to feel the pain.
Can't you see these hands are ever folded?
Fill them with your flames.

The Operation - "Catch (Something I Might Be Ashamed Of)"

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