Always disenchanted
wasn't what you
Wanted
Till it up and leaves you
with
the whole place still haunted
As its clinging to the creepers
being swept into the
Shadows
It's been fooling all your
hours
and misting up the windows
Is always something wrong now
and always something
Broken
With your hollow empty eyes
you
have more than spoken
Seems i'm ok
Seems it's alright
Looks like its dead
See if it bites
As anger looks with hostile
eyes spits out broken words
Lies
Wears a smile as it's
disguise
maybe there's some words left
4 thA Y's
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