Face of Stone

February 11, 2010
If you could look behind the flames burning in my eyes
If you could see this hatred devouring me whole
What if you could taste the blood?
What if you could feel the pain?
If you could see me reeling with fear
Behind my face of stone

I could say I would never wish bad things but I’d be lying
If I could wish to make you feel my pain I would
What would happen if the blood was gone?
What would happen if there was no pain?
If my stone face went warm
My every emotion spilling from inside

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