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The bones break The fleshes bake The horror around Am nailed to the ground The filthy beings Never before seen Chant my name Playing their game My hands tied My eyes desparately cried My egos lied My conscious died I see myselfs all around Duplicates of me surround Identical, hard to make Whose real, whose fake More noise in my ears Letting go off my fears Brushing off my final tears Same dream over the years The days get shorter The nights stretch longer My inner soul gets buried In the darkness, when carried Gloomy begs under my eyes My conscious console's with lies I try to forget my dreams Yet, I hear their siren, screams... ©sim
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Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 10:02 PM UTC
Another Bad One
The bones break The fleshes bake The horror around Am nailed to the ground The filthy beings Never before seen Chant my name Playing their game My hands tied My eyes desparately cried My egos lied My conscious died I see myselfs all around Duplicates of me surround Identical, hard to make Whose real, whose fake More noise in my ears Letting go off my fears Brushing off my final tears Same dream over the years The days get shorter The nights stretch longer My inner soul gets buried In the darkness, when carried Gloomy begs under my eyes My conscious console's with lies I try to forget my dreams Yet, I hear their siren, screams... ©sim
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Seema
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Seema
41/F/Fiji Islands
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 10:02 PM UTC
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