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The right to remain silent quiet voiceless Lies upon the tongues of the defeated They await what the world will throw at them with fear pain hopelessness and they will suffer again and as always in silence Made to bow to those who reign high and mighty they tear themselves apart deciding between what they want and what they are forced to do frustrated confused lost delving deeper and deeper into the abyss Ever consuming They wish that one day an angel guardian saviour will free them from their bonds unshackle them pluck the thorns from their sides but even then they wonder if the angel itself was just another poorly made choice
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 8:48 PM UTC
Down & Silent
The right to remain silent quiet voiceless Lies upon the tongues of the defeated They await what the world will throw at them with fear pain hopelessness and they will suffer again and as always in silence Made to bow to those who reign high and mighty they tear themselves apart deciding between what they want and what they are forced to do frustrated confused lost delving deeper and deeper into the abyss Ever consuming They wish that one day an angel guardian saviour will free them from their bonds unshackle them pluck the thorns from their sides but even then they wonder if the angel itself was just another poorly made choice
jacob-so
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 8:48 PM UTC
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