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Another one, which is *gasp* also untitled... Written recently. Can't give you the date, because I don't really know...
A tinted window blocking pain
Separates him and me
Knock on the glass a little harder
Maybe then he’ll see
Pain isn’t taught
But pain is learned
Happiness was temporary
Soon the pain returned
I couldn’t give up;
The dream was too real
And the truth hurts
But it also can heal
Who does he think he is?
Controlling me this way
My blue sky memories
Have turned a cloudy gray
I get up every morning
And I don’t know why
Everyday, every moment
Proves that life is all a lie
Drowning on air
Perhaps I don’t need it
Breathing is life’s advice
And I don’t want to heed it
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Posted by blogmeister on 2008-06-23 01:44:39 | Rating: | Views: 95
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