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----------___________------------------

Rooftop crowns come crashing down
i can feel the wind under my skin
cellar doors, said i'd sell her, sell her doors
sell her doors, said i'd sell her cellar doors

You've got 28 days to figure me out, you know,
doctor, this is one game you'll never win
dont wanna sell her doors, stick it to me, teacher!
show me the cellar door, show it to me doctor!

fear is nothing but God's way of
telling you he really doesn't care if you sin

Father
tell mother
my eyes are still burning
'cuz my ticket to heaven just now
put a texas hole in that hell on earth you call a home!

It feels good to know the weight of the world
is light enough for the palm of my hand
is it me? or am i stronger than yesterday's hero?
take it, take it, take it from me

Hope falls
late night calls
this is the last thing left to do
bumper relays on freeways

I'll run the rest of the way to
your bedroom and our doom
your lips have never looked this red
so kiss me
or kill me
mascara stains our last night's bed

Would you mind stripping off your rabbit suit??
bad habits, too!
it's all i need to breathe!
cuz frankly, frank,

I would mind taking up a chance or two
on someone other than you
who's good enough for me!

I've got 8 doorknobs for 7 doors
i'm still 6 feet deep still 5 foot 4
and there were three words you forgot to say
but its never too late
you're just a two step away


and now i'm one step closer to death
so tell frank not to take the corner too sharp
cuz i dont wanna have to cheat the death chart

28 days, 6 whole hours
give me 42 minutes
and 24 heartbeats set me free... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 48 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Cellar Doors

Contributed by MajesticPoet on Thursday, 6th April 2006 @ 08:10:59 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



**Please note that the italic works represents the person thinking in their mind but not saying outloud.

----------___________------------------

Rooftop crowns come crashing down
i can feel the wind under my skin
cellar doors, said i'd sell her, sell her doors
sell her doors, said i'd sell her cellar doors

You've got 28 days to figure me out, you know,
doctor, this is one game you'll never win
dont wanna sell her doors, stick it to me, teacher!
show me the cellar door, show it to me doctor!

fear is nothing but God's way of
telling you he really doesn't care if you sin

Father
tell mother
my eyes are still burning
'cuz my ticket to heaven just now
put a texas hole in that hell on earth you call a home!

It feels good to know the weight of the world
is light enough for the palm of my hand
is it me? or am i stronger than yesterday's hero?
take it, take it, take it from me

Hope falls
late night calls
this is the last thing left to do
bumper relays on freeways

I'll run the rest of the way to
your bedroom and our doom
your lips have never looked this red
so kiss me
or kill me
mascara stains our last night's bed

Would you mind stripping off your rabbit suit??
bad habits, too!
it's all i need to breathe!
cuz frankly, frank,

I would mind taking up a chance or two
on someone other than you
who's good enough for me!

I've got 8 doorknobs for 7 doors
i'm still 6 feet deep still 5 foot 4
and there were three words you forgot to say
but its never too late
you're just a two step away


and now i'm one step closer to death
so tell frank not to take the corner too sharp
cuz i dont wanna have to cheat the death chart

28 days, 6 whole hours
give me 42 minutes
and 24 heartbeats set me free...




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Re: Cellar Doors (User Rating: 1 )
by Kimberlynn on Thursday, 6th April 2006 @ 08:55:00 PM AEST
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Even though it is a little hard to follow, I still got it. I think you did very well, you wrote it from the heart.


Re: Cellar Doors (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 6th April 2006 @ 11:49:22 PM AEST
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deep to say the least but very enjoyable
Michelle




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