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Sunday, February 14, 2010

Cold Hand

I'm not me

Clawed, cold hand
Reaches inside me
For my heart
And my meaning

I am not all that you see
I now seek to kill with glee

Clawed, cold hand
Twists inside me
Holds my heart
And my meaning

I am no longer all you've known
I'm the evil the seed in me has grown

I'm not me
Can't you see?

Look into the eyes of death
And fear what you see

I'm not me
Don't love me

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