vineri, septembrie 16, 2011

LOST

Free, hours spent alone

Dream, reality unknown

Peace, never ending fight

Charm, twisting into spite.

Bleed, degeneration does him good

Scream, always knew he would

Weak, sees it on his face

Reap, she put him in his place.

There's something lurking inside of him

Anger, rage and lust, abandonment

Misleading tales, from the other side

Confuse and burn, it's just another lie.

Burden themselves, with introspection

Riddles unsolved, and so they shall remain

She pipes a song for fools in desperation

Like leading rats through the streets on a whim.

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