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Incoherent
0 ReviewsIs this even a life?
Broken petals,
Broken glass,
Broken lies,
Broken past.
Where am I?
Where are you?
Who am I?
Who are you?
Is this even a life?
Time, time forever ticking by,
And the pain is stolen by a knife,
As I once again tell a lie.
Fine, fine, why do I try?
Lie, lie, go ahead and say,
Because I, I am too alone,
To block out your spiteful words.
Your hateful words,
My heartless soul.
I carve a smile into my face...
Smile, smile, smile, smile, smile,
Fake, fake, fake, fake,
Lie, lie, lie,
OR
DIE.
Broken glass,
Broken lies,
Broken past.
Where am I?
Where are you?
Who am I?
Who are you?
Is this even a life?
Time, time forever ticking by,
And the pain is stolen by a knife,
As I once again tell a lie.
Fine, fine, why do I try?
Lie, lie, go ahead and say,
Because I, I am too alone,
To block out your spiteful words.
Your hateful words,
My heartless soul.
I carve a smile into my face...
Smile, smile, smile, smile, smile,
Fake, fake, fake, fake,
Lie, lie, lie,
OR
DIE.
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