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by Mark Stone Dec 20, 2006 category : Life, society / about society
Offer your excitable tears and sing your empty words Have you no fear I know your secret? The innocent child inside is long since dead Don't even think that I am unaware. Standing empty heaving with desperate desire To free myself of your disgrace. Tears of shame and swollen eyes You stare at the wreck that you have inspired. I shell scream of growing pains as bodies swell and their stench begins to fill the air around me. Is this your solution? Tortured souls and shattered dreamsTheir hopes petrified in broken graves. Is this my future? My teeth are bared as I exclaim I will not be apart of your delusion. How well do you sleep at night? © By Stone