12/06/2011

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Over the life time
hiding inside stories about
true self.
Through silence and scream,
stumble when the pencil emphasize my uncertainty.

I have everything,
but invariably I feel alone,
I have everything,
so why ...?

For all the moments
lacking,
I hate you.
And faith, a sense that you know me,
when it was not so.

2 komentarze:

  1. No one knows what it's like
    To be mistreated
    To be defeated
    Behind blue eyes

    But my dreams they aren't as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    No one knows what it's like
    To be the bad man
    To be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes



    PS. Pablo Verso-Ocean Fun by Bi-es

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