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Prisoner of my ownself...

When dreams turns to dust, When lies reveals the truth And when truth becomes the lie Echoing from a distance to the soul. Survival of the past left behind. The cry of the brave soldiers dying in vain. The field of sorrow and only emptiness to abide. The rules of the world that never last. Conquering the world but the hunger never ends. The blood of the innocence crying out for help. Where would i be...if there is no tomorrow to cover my sins And what if my prayers are just for a day to calm me down and hide me from the shadow of the sun blaring on my foot at the front door beneath the sky of thirst and hunger for what was not known.. Keep me away from the love I've lied. Fade away like the morning stars Epic of the dawn of fear on my soul Keep me away from the lies of this life, Fading of the faith that never lied. Carry me and let me breath for the last time. Wounded, but never died. Stubborn.. carry me off from this life of sin. Prisoners' of life that I can't denie... Hide ma fear when the sun set.. n when everybody else went home..
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joe-allay
Indian
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Jul 18, 2011
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