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that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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Burdens fill the gaps
The sun shines through my body With my back to it I run from everybody Pieces of a boy The shadow of a man Caught between the two Lost without a plan Tears in the message centre The old mans been there since December And I know we'll make it in the end Effort consumes my soul Realisation is a bother Facing outward to the world Not looking at the problem I'll stare you in the eye And nothing will have changed My face forces a smile but broken I remain Tears in the message centre The old mans been there since December And I know we'll make it in the end I'll try my best and that's all I can give But it's hard when your heads like a sieve... It's hard when your heads like a sieve... You might not agree, but I'm going to be ****y and say this is my favourite piece of work I've done in a while. Please comment... |
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