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A victims needs becomes the same as everything that I want In this invisible room sending certain signals I've been crucified until this the very end Without anymore ways or means As the heavy weights come to last longer And I only never become any stronger Living with the lies and the fears all alone But does anyone really know the trouble I have seen? Juried only never allowed as you pick this poor souls bones clean -Like a descending- My life's on the ground like someone's empty wish left unfound and drowned As in this place I call home becomes to me as being like nothingness And Angels stand in the corners spreading symbols Does anyone see them? or is it just me looking for thoughts in my head As to why and for the meanings of what's being lost and what's being said? A happy face in an unhappy man I'm just another ruined life without an unfinished mission But can I bare this cross As I'm still going 'round and 'round still searching for something I'm only left unsatisfied just trying to survive With a grain of salt and ignorance towards what I see and what I feel In an unfamiliar world not of the plan...
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 11:34 PM UTC
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A victims needs becomes the same as everything that I want In this invisible room sending certain signals I've been crucified until this the very end Without anymore ways or means As the heavy weights come to last longer And I only never become any stronger Living with the lies and the fears all alone But does anyone really know the trouble I have seen? Juried only never allowed as you pick this poor souls bones clean -Like a descending- My life's on the ground like someone's empty wish left unfound and drowned As in this place I call home becomes to me as being like nothingness And Angels stand in the corners spreading symbols Does anyone see them? or is it just me looking for thoughts in my head As to why and for the meanings of what's being lost and what's being said? A happy face in an unhappy man I'm just another ruined life without an unfinished mission But can I bare this cross As I'm still going 'round and 'round still searching for something I'm only left unsatisfied just trying to survive With a grain of salt and ignorance towards what I see and what I feel In an unfamiliar world not of the plan...
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 11:34 PM UTC
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