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Inhale exhale the sorrow Release burdens borrowed Lacerate the final tie That holds us to this lie A life of plastic Soul so elastic Stretch till thin Pulling the threads Tearing the self from within Walk the path The one not taken Walk on the grass Avoid the cobble ****** to death **** the martyr Take the heretic To the gallows Trust the blood The crimson link We’re all bound By this chain Cells within Cages created Walls built up No wonder we’re jaded So I’ve faded Back to the real Numbness gone Please, tell me how I should feel Opinions of old Are the options of the young? No new muse Just the breeze And the smell of the willow tree Fall onto one knee Pray to the master False façade Image shattered So walk alone No footsteps follow Keep on walking Do not wallow
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
The Sorrow
Inhale exhale the sorrow Release burdens borrowed Lacerate the final tie That holds us to this lie A life of plastic Soul so elastic Stretch till thin Pulling the threads Tearing the self from within Walk the path The one not taken Walk on the grass Avoid the cobble ****** to death **** the martyr Take the heretic To the gallows Trust the blood The crimson link We’re all bound By this chain Cells within Cages created Walls built up No wonder we’re jaded So I’ve faded Back to the real Numbness gone Please, tell me how I should feel Opinions of old Are the options of the young? No new muse Just the breeze And the smell of the willow tree Fall onto one knee Pray to the master False façade Image shattered So walk alone No footsteps follow Keep on walking Do not wallow
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patrick-w-taylor
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
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