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by Thomas Mar 1, 2014 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Without a doubt, without a care, I sit and watch, a blindfolded stare. But, there is only so much I can bear, So I ask: How could you dare? My mind, entangled in a gray smoke, It always takes but a mere poke... How dare you say you know? I soak In tears of disbelief, the world awoke. In amass, you take us as fools, Yet, you've allowed yourselves as tools, Parts of the machine, barking mules. It takes just a spark to light a fire, For the mass to dance around the pyre; Broken, shattered, betrayed by the liar.