Friday, May 15, 2009

dead weight

T'is a strange feeling
so dull and dead weight.
this gloom, it will not lift
what is destiny, is this fate?
I can not clip my wings
how the thought of it does hurt
but I've tied my heart down
loook, it can not sing.
What is life, if it can not be music
like a lizard's tail
thrashing long after it has left
I leave my outer shell
return to the depths of darkness
from whence this distraction came.

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