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[[torn]]
From beyond this filth I can see nothing,
we are all doing the same things in our own different ways,
extending my hand towards you, reaching for a hand.
The struggle continues.
Robotic movements are all that show you who I am,
for you cant recognize me, cant see my face,
hidden under these scars, and minimized by my actions.
From Beyond this filth.
You speak of love...I speak of hunger,
dieing for someone new - to bring life into my world,
This old soul of mign is getting weak,
Too weak to hold my cause, to dumb to hold the door open,
They told me your above in heaven but I dont believe in that,
They say you went for a better reason, But I cant bear to see you go.
Your not leaving here anymore, I cant let you go,
my soul wont be thrown this time.
Still living life on your back, listening to the drows,
pecking at everyone around you...eating away at their scars and
and their dreams.
Looking back into this mirror I see your there behind me,
watching me, not letting go,
Come to me when you wish,
call me a sinner just like them.
Turning back to you when we waited together. But ive left this
life behind.
Remembering my summer of bliss, and watching my embers burning in
the fire. Shattered as my world begins to dismember.
And youve awaken from this hell, coming from this slumber,I hope
you let me fall too.
All is calm now,
no one remains now,
We hurt them all you see,
They mocked me you see.
In loving,
[[torn]]©2000
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