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by unwantedsoul   Apr 26, 2011


Living in vain

running from reality

trying to hide

holding my sanity

scent of betrayal following me

wanting to hurt me, want me bleed

shadow of loneliness torturing me

no one comes, no one see

to be sane or to be insane

that is the game

in this world where i am the stranger

there's nothing left of me to wager..

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