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To think that I was once a Babe,

halfway now to approach the Grave;



to look at Life once you are Dead,

is likely to Regret those things Unsaid;



Tears streaming from an Infant's face,

soon was lost in the Increase of Pace;



who knows if one can look from beyond the Grave,

to remember the Ones they didn't save.

I am the Bold

I am the Bloody Looking Doll

I am the One you call Cold

I am the Fall of All

to call a Word I do not know



I am dull

I care nothing for the Pleasure

reamed from your Soul



I am apart

I am the Torn

I am amazement

at the Torment to your Soul

*note: this isn't my song. it is by the band Bush, and it is called Mouth. In case you couldn't guess by the title. *



You gave Me This

made me Give

your Silver Grin

still sticking It in

you have some machine,

Soul Machine





the longest Kiss

feeling furniture days

drift madly to you

pollute my Heart, drain



you have broken in Me

broken Me





all your mental Armor drags Me down

nothing hurts like your Mouth



your loaded Smile and pretty Just Desserts

wish it all for You

so much it never Hurts



you have a Soul Machine

stolen Me



all your mental Armor drags Me down

We can't breathe when we come around

all your mental Armor drags Me down

nothing Hurts like your Mouth



We'd been Missing long before

never found our way Home

We'd been Missing long before

We will find our Way



You gave Me This

made Me give



you have Soul Machine

broken Free



all your mental Armor drags Me down

We can't breathe when we come Around

all your mental Armor drags Me down

nothing Hurts like your Mouth



all your mental Armor...

all your mental Armor...

and Your Mouth...