sábado, 19 de julho de 2008

nonsense

's trapped inside
took too much in now he can get anything out.
wishes he was someone's last sound heard when its eyes were closing
but he won't
's just nothing
at all
's always trapped on the other side of this shattered glass in some far away dimension
his ever present past
his disease
his fucking fate
's fated to pretend
'cause reality is just not an option
closed he's closed
I hope it's never too late.



"the thought of death it scares me to death
there's just too much to never wake up to"
lie

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