Lindsay
08-24-2001, 01:01 AM
downbeat girl she was born in a shadow box and doesn’t know her way out eyes peering in to see fingers touching play with me oh won’t you play with me but you will never understand go away little girl in a big room no doors or windows but there’s light somewhere if she could just bathe bathe in it and come clean come alive come to me I want to find her hold her love her kill her she’s my one and my nemesis but she doesn’t know how much I need her cry little sister you’re the hole in my heart you’re the years of catatonia when my eyes were open but I couldn’t see you feed me can I find you we can’t live in tupperware like the immortal twins we have to die someday with or without each other she’s my silver thread my burnt sienna my verve awash with guilt she’s dying but I found her in the bitterbrush of the suburbs I found her