Chapter 1 - Scars
Submitted February 27, 2005 Updated February 27, 2005 Status Incomplete | Well this is an awsome piece I wrote, I wrote it and then fell in love with it
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Chapter 1 - Scars
Chapter 1 - Scars
Scars- Phill Russell
Forgive my sins
Black my eyes
Wake me up
When I reach paradise
Stomp my feet
Crunch my fist
As the razor entered my wrist.
The loss of blood
Screaming with no pain
Seeing blood fall like rain
May god forgive
For I have sined
Wanting to clense my blood with his
Bath my soul, body and mind
With the scares to relate to from time to time.
Coverd and hid so now I'm fine
No scars shown to the average mind
A pair of scissors oh how they just catch my eye
Looking down at my arms, Wondeing why
Is it something that I miss? All the attention I get?
To grab those sciccors and let me free
To scar myself for my own pitty
Drop, Drop, The Blood will make
Ahhh! A sentsation will start
The loss of blood Making my dizzy
The loss of blood oh how I miss thee
The Silent screams, the showers of red
In a white room, strapped to the bed
But for why, I did do nothing but see Jesus
I did nothing but clense myself
Why do I get this attention from everyone else
Sure its something I wanted, and would adore
But now that I have it I dont want it no more
Loosen the straps, let me free
Out to play in the garden of eaden
While getting bad ideas from the "deamond"
Burn, Burn, Cut and slice
Why clense just myslef?
When I can clense more lifes
For god is my savior
I come to release you
To clense all your sins
As well as your behavior
Washing sins, To take life in my hands
And harness it, to crush the bad
Squeeze you dry,
For what have I done
I say as I fall too my knees and cry
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Forgive my sins
Black my eyes
Wake me up
When I reach paradise
Stomp my feet
Crunch my fist
As the razor entered my wrist.
The loss of blood
Screaming with no pain
Seeing blood fall like rain
May god forgive
For I have sined
Wanting to clense my blood with his
Bath my soul, body and mind
With the scares to relate to from time to time.
Coverd and hid so now I'm fine
No scars shown to the average mind
A pair of scissors oh how they just catch my eye
Looking down at my arms, Wondeing why
Is it something that I miss? All the attention I get?
To grab those sciccors and let me free
To scar myself for my own pitty
Drop, Drop, The Blood will make
Ahhh! A sentsation will start
The loss of blood Making my dizzy
The loss of blood oh how I miss thee
The Silent screams, the showers of red
In a white room, strapped to the bed
But for why, I did do nothing but see Jesus
I did nothing but clense myself
Why do I get this attention from everyone else
Sure its something I wanted, and would adore
But now that I have it I dont want it no more
Loosen the straps, let me free
Out to play in the garden of eaden
While getting bad ideas from the "deamond"
Burn, Burn, Cut and slice
Why clense just myslef?
When I can clense more lifes
For god is my savior
I come to release you
To clense all your sins
As well as your behavior
Washing sins, To take life in my hands
And harness it, to crush the bad
Squeeze you dry,
For what have I done
I say as I fall too my knees and cry
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