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"This is me" is what you say and what was white has now gone grey and what was black seems faded away and some line I can't measure has somehow been crossed but you don't understand; you've changed though for you it's always been this way for me there's muddied confused pain which falls upon my life like rain and seeps into the day to day til no longer can I see the way out the light at the end of the tunnel is a stretch to find in this maze go left or right or middle way the straightness seems to have gone astray the clarity gone, the bills unpaid the work undone, the mind in disarray your life has moulded, set like clay mine is the mess you throw away "This is me" is what you say but did you ever stop and ask "are you ok too?"
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Oct 28, 2012
Oct 28, 2012 at 8:25 PM UTC
You Never Asked
"This is me" is what you say and what was white has now gone grey and what was black seems faded away and some line I can't measure has somehow been crossed but you don't understand; you've changed though for you it's always been this way for me there's muddied confused pain which falls upon my life like rain and seeps into the day to day til no longer can I see the way out the light at the end of the tunnel is a stretch to find in this maze go left or right or middle way the straightness seems to have gone astray the clarity gone, the bills unpaid the work undone, the mind in disarray your life has moulded, set like clay mine is the mess you throw away "This is me" is what you say but did you ever stop and ask "are you ok too?"
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emma-5
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Oct 28, 2012
Oct 28, 2012 at 8:25 PM UTC
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