Tonight I died, tonight I cried. I walked my path and there insight, like a mirage so far it shook my guard… too late did I think, too late that I blinked, my words trapped, trapped still.
I took to my phone, its silent still. I take to my iPod, the music I sing. With lyrics not present, thus dreams make lyrics, the images that I invasion, your face you keep hidden…
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