27 September 2010

Today

You're somebody's goddess and somebody's whore,
you want everything and sometimes more.

You want torture and you want death,
you want to die with each new breath.

You have faith and you have belief,
you have tears and a little bit of grief.

You are the painter and his muse,
you are the truth and your burdens are a ruse.

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