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I saw my future in the hands of man, a drast and cold one it is, how many times shall my hands be scorged, be poisoned, be tainted, the blackness of all sorrows surround The moon's face shall surely eat me alive, shall the stars have so much lust, following, I am followed by the past I led, awaiting the uneditible future I set My mind racing with thoughts I never had, dreams of faces I never saw, can you see thhe mind of bleekness, hear the voice of the confused The trees run down from the shadows, blind I cannot see, led by the darkness I trust, so surely I will not be betrayed bleeding through the cracks in the walls, my life, incomplete but perfect, take notice of the lakes of nothing, nothing to fill, to fill the damages made by others Too sure they can solve, help they say, cannot comprehend the meaningless of life, putting something where nothing used to be, impossible I wait for the future, time of meaningless will mean too many, someday of mine shall surely follow.
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 12:08 PM UTC
Times of a Different's Past
I saw my future in the hands of man, a drast and cold one it is, how many times shall my hands be scorged, be poisoned, be tainted, the blackness of all sorrows surround The moon's face shall surely eat me alive, shall the stars have so much lust, following, I am followed by the past I led, awaiting the uneditible future I set My mind racing with thoughts I never had, dreams of faces I never saw, can you see thhe mind of bleekness, hear the voice of the confused The trees run down from the shadows, blind I cannot see, led by the darkness I trust, so surely I will not be betrayed bleeding through the cracks in the walls, my life, incomplete but perfect, take notice of the lakes of nothing, nothing to fill, to fill the damages made by others Too sure they can solve, help they say, cannot comprehend the meaningless of life, putting something where nothing used to be, impossible I wait for the future, time of meaningless will mean too many, someday of mine shall surely follow.
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 12:08 PM UTC
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