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I wrote this a long long time ago-like in October or some time when I let out everything about myself. A loner. At least at one point I was...
Gone
We disappear from the very face of existance
Sure
You can see us, but not as we are
Look
We're on our own and observe the world around us alone
Wants
We NEED love
Voices
Someone, please shout for us out loud
Bring us back.
Hellfire will soon consume us all
Forever shall Satan doom us
The devil's realm will be filled
Feel
The thrumming of our hearts are unbearable
Risks
We hardly follow our dreams and we envy those so obseen
Fear
Chills creep up our spines everytime, waiting for something to go wrong
Mind
Our thoughts are securely preserved
We wait for one to cause its opening
We wait for our chains to become unleashed.
...One day we hope to fly with the angels...
 Saturn Midnight · Mon Dec 10, 2007 @ 12:21am · 0 Comments |
