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### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### #### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ###### [ False Confessions from a Fallen Angel ] [ By Laura Aurora ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ False Confessions from a Fallen Angel by Laura Aurora Disobaying toughe What can I do when I lost my sense of time Where can I go when I'm fallen through the ground Where can I hide when my secret place has been discovered How can I tell you when my words are empty? The opening night He raped me over the props I stared at a big mushroom with dots I was on soon; my dress was a mess My make up was smeared And you could tell I had cried. The play was funny, not supposed to be though I had the leading part A princess or so, with a prince or duke I knew all my lines perfectly And all the other girls envied me It was raining a lot that night I couldn't find my car keys I must have dropped them Maybe they're next to the mushroom now Or maybe the fake tree or stone I walked home in the rain I didn't bother to change my clothes The night was ruined anyway The lines were forgotten, the crowd had whispered Things I was supposed to know Shakespeare is no picnic when You are broken inside Or your dress has white stains of someone else, Your thighs hurt from being pushed to the sides And the hickey on your breast burns The girl I stayed with wasn't home that night I stood in the shower for quite some time Just for thinking about stuff, one, two, three Now what can I be? My career as an actress is over It was probably my fault That be the cutest guy ever raped me Among the props when I had the part as Ofelia And my dress right then was green and pink The mushroom must have been laughing at me He just had to do it on my opening night Couldn't wait a day or so to not resist me Or show his power or whatever It pisses me off anyway I can't play that part anymore now I hate that mushroom Return of the lost maiden Returned from my trip ago just a few minutes ago My suitcase is still filled I'm wearing dirty clothes and I smell Here I am again Not quite as before I didn't go where I was supposed to Didn't bring the things I needed I needed you I needed to get away from you But here I am again Fighting to get loose Yes, here I am again Just the same as before Darkness Don't be afraid of the dark the light's just resting For we cannot see the stars unless the darkness the surroundings is possesing -: http://welcome.to/LauraAurora :- --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #561 Underground eXperts United 2000 uXu #561 http://uXu.org/ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------