Is This Reflection
Kill myself so I can feel
These scars of mine will never heal
This life I lead is so surreal
Yet so appealing
Can't seem to dig out of this hole
Shut your mouth and know your role
Out of cash so sell my soul
But it aint worth buying
A wasted debt
A promise made
Bury the lies with this blackened spade
Like life emotions slowly fade
My mind they can now never raid
Cos it's bought and paid for
Copyright © Ben Brennan | Year Posted 2010
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