Altered_Soul9
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 31, 2003
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The names run together the longer I exist.
The memories fade and return at the first sight of pain.
I travel this barren road over and over again
In hopes
Of finding a true ending to it.
I cross between life and death and each place has its own flaws.
The Living
The feelings of depression
The pain of betrayal
The loss of a loved one
They play throughout my mind
Killing me over and over again
Prayer only works with both hands together
And the high and mighty always feel so low
The Dead
The loss of all feelings
The grotesque appearance that is before me
The acquired sense for something good
They waste away in my mind
Rooting itself in a sandy bed
And yet it still seems to grow oh so strong
The road less traveled by all of you
This road has worn my feet and hardened my skin
I will, once again, leave in hopes of finding the end
But if I am not to return
I wish for you to think I always I tried.
The memories fade and return at the first sight of pain.
I travel this barren road over and over again
In hopes
Of finding a true ending to it.
I cross between life and death and each place has its own flaws.
The Living
The feelings of depression
The pain of betrayal
The loss of a loved one
They play throughout my mind
Killing me over and over again
Prayer only works with both hands together
And the high and mighty always feel so low
The Dead
The loss of all feelings
The grotesque appearance that is before me
The acquired sense for something good
They waste away in my mind
Rooting itself in a sandy bed
And yet it still seems to grow oh so strong
The road less traveled by all of you
This road has worn my feet and hardened my skin
I will, once again, leave in hopes of finding the end
But if I am not to return
I wish for you to think I always I tried.
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