Blind

by Brode   May 7, 2010


Forget me here as if i was a simple steer
the blind are always the ones left behind
the burning in my chest, the flesh in my hand
i tried my best, the blood hits the sand
the pain will rise, when i didn't talk during a criticize
torn out, my tears fall as no one mourns out
never needed never wanted never sought out
leave me behind, because u left me so blind

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