Friday, 22 February 2008

• Thinking back... [the hollowness forms the words]

  ~~~Behind Closed Doors~~~
  Behind closed doors I greive.
  Behind closed doors I seethe;
  Where the pain is immense,
  And the anger intense -
  Nothing ever makes sense.
  I feel the blood run through my veins,
  And wonder why it always rains;
  Tears pouring from my eyes,
  And yet I'm still selling lies.
  On the outside I look fine,
  But on the inside this horror I call mine
  Rages through my heart and mind,
  Is there a cure for what lurks behind?

  Fatally Yours,
  Loveless

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