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No Peace.

Left behind

But not forgotten

So much to say

But I'm not talkin

 

Feeling alive

in a world so dead

Everyone keeps quiet

With much to be said

 

The words on the lips

Of silent mimes

Ticking of the clocks

That run out of time

 

Waiting on something

That just might happen

Though its not funny

I'm still laughin

 

Waging a war

That has no sides

Where many innocent

Lay down to die

 

Through the silence

The lies could be heard

I listened to them

But didnt hear a word

 

I knew the truth

It was right in front of me

I just couldn't make

The other people see

 

They ran toward a light

That flickered and died

And more lies were said

To keep them occupied

 

I ran the other way

Ready to sacrifice

In search of all the things

That are good and right

 

This is the world,

The way we live.

Begrudging and angry

To not forget or forgive.

 

I'll not say that

There is no peace

But for us

Its just out of reach.

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Dec 11, 2010
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