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Jul 2015
Can you hear it
Can you feel it
The vibrations of the
Human race
The rising fire
Brings life
Shining light on all the fake faces of the
Night
Everyone wears such a nice mask
Trying to hide whats deep inside
Life is so elegant without man
So more perfect
More complete
A bird sounds
A rabbit shuffles
The wind blows
My mind weeps
My soul aches
Can you hear me whisper sweat nothings
Before you sleep
My mind is weak
I feel so fake
What really am i?
Who really am i?
Why do my insides cry
Why do i always search for happiness
Inside of others
Never making myself truly happy
Stuart Haigh
Written by
Stuart Haigh  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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