Under Fictitious Skies

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By Loneliness is condescending

Your frantic mind is casting off the sleep Trying to resonate the feeling that were still alive Alone and hidden in your past where you decide to hid our keep Denied the chance to share one life The days of sun filled innocence passed of by all ages To form the picture of that crumpled car Turing our time into pointless phase Your empty words have gone to far Our dreams were memories of their own Were did the free sprit and happiness go In its place animosity and geed has grown I'll make a point to tell you no Looking back your seeing only wasted years Stories of the pain you caused begin to unfold The silence is growing in your fears You are hiding your betrayal leaving it untold We'll blanket the strife with joy Living your secret agendas and hidden affairs Powdered cheeks and swaying hips looking for a boy Greedy glossy eyes looking from here to there Gathering your growing lies, flee for home The mere utterance of your graces seems so new Broken homes and laughing eyes that were never known The pain has come and gone with nothing left to do Hope for us is nowhere to be found It's time that we go back The paths to take abound Where to go I am losing track The life seems only a faltering dream Running for escape, opening the door Lost within the dark eclipse it would seem I'm among forsaken souls galore The pain is sleeping deep within waiting for it all Sanity is slipping onto me I want to wish it away Cling to my irrational thoughts making out a call The coming of my ending days

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February 28, 2006 21:36lost the lonely dead

is it someone i know? yes or no?