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Dried Up

Harsh words & violent blows hidden secrets nobody knows. Eyes are open hands are fisted deep inside I'm warped & twisted. So many tricks & so many lies too many whens & too many whys. Nobody's special, nobody's gifted, I'm just me, warped & twisted. Sleeping awake, & chokin on a dream. listening loudly to a silent scream Call my mind, the number's unlisted. lost in someone so warped & twisted. On my knees, alive but, dead. Look at the invisible blood I've bled.. I'm not gone my mind has drifted, don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted. Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow. Today's just yesterday's tomorrow The suns died out, the ashes sifted But I'm still here, warped & twisted.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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