The direction of the eye, so misleading. the defection of the soul,nauseously quick. I dont question our existence. I just question our modern needs. After all is done. were still alone. I wont be taken, yet Ill go... I will walk...with my hands bound. I will walk...with my face blood. I will walk...with my shadow flag into your garden, garden of stone. I dont show...I dont share...I dont need what you have to give. No one knows what its like, To be hated, To be fated, To telling only lies. No one knows what its like. To feel these feelings. Like I do... And I blame you. No one bites back as hard on their anger. None of my pain and woe, Can show through.
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 02:10:29 +0000
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