I no longer need your thin skinned metal promises.
My tights are not bound with fear and jackets built to hide.
No longer do I leave with fear in my heart that everyday shall be my last, but that any could be, and I should live with a fighter's soul, a scandal's mind and a lover's heart.
I am no longer simply a survivor, I am a flighter, living untill I am truely queen.
Silk skinned and croocked smiled I am in a race of slipery eals, winners in the eyes of the simple.
I am the last of a simple line of promises, built to last, to grow, to form in strength.
I am comfortable in any discomfort, a lady and a gentleman, a noble and a purse slash.
I have built to see your future, and fix it with strengthened hands and a solid heart,
I am part of every future, I am born to live,
Building my metal promises for our never ending shooting stars.
Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 5:31 PM UTC
I no longer need your thin skinned metal promises.
My tights are not bound with fear and jackets built to hide.
No longer do I leave with fear in my heart that everyday shall be my last, but that any could be, and I should live with a fighter's soul, a scandal's mind and a lover's heart.
I am no longer simply a survivor, I am a flighter, living untill I am truely queen.
Silk skinned and croocked smiled I am in a race of slipery eals, winners in the eyes of the simple.
I am the last of a simple line of promises, built to last, to grow, to form in strength.
I am comfortable in any discomfort, a lady and a gentleman, a noble and a purse slash.
I have built to see your future, and fix it with strengthened hands and a solid heart,
I am part of every future, I am born to live,
Building my metal promises for our never ending shooting stars.
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