torsdag 10 september 2009

emptyroomsandlargehalls

totaly screaming on the inside
but not abel to show one blink
because now is the time to be strong
no tears should fall
learn to respect is all

little girl who lost her mother
but the mother is also lost
unabel to give her all, all that is hers to have

hard eyes look at me with pain
somethings are so hard to explain
when sleep is lost and fire lures inside
words come out like a pistol shooting words

but I am not human so I don´t bleed
I take my self hate and I feed
skin and bones I become

enter my empty rooms and large halls
echos, ghosts, shit and grit
forever sleep soon will come
then I will rest from this pest

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