Replaced... misplaced... other muse will be yourpoetry... I got no use... just mechanical... and I’m rusting... bleeding...lonely... silenced... waiting for a word... a single word that reminds me that I’m still here... but nothing comes... it's just the wind... just the wind... and Iclose my eyes, and pretend I’m not here... but I’m already gone... I ceased toexist... I’m just a shadow... nothing less... nothing more... angel of righteousness come and get my soul... I just want to fly... but you don't love me likethat... I’m nothing... just a game... just a fool... got go... need to bleed...and say good bye...
Oct. 5 2012
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