Tuesday, June 5, 2012

And no one sees the pain, I hide behind my eyes
And no one feels the aches, that I hold in my throat
And no can seem to know, why my blood pours
And no can read the words, that I've clearly written out

Have I been encrypted to a point beyond of recognition
That no one can sense an iota of desperation, I'm at the last resort 

Puppet master pull the strings
On this last line, I'm barely hanging

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