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Something Or Nothing

Am i something or nothing? among the stars who lie teaching lessons you do not perceive am i nothing or something in the bliss of the voices finally freed to musical freedoms of speach? am i something or nothing? do you see me? It's like the world is tag teaming me from poetic cult to master peace of tragedy of Vegas rolling it's last dice from paradice not seen to a life we could be living and i cry for you am I something or nothing I'm nothing Just one layer not two or three what you see on the surface is all I am nothing bone deep nothing but a mind that might one day haunt this epic to make another point to string you along am i nothing or something? will i turn into a life lesson can you comprehend me like i can? am I somebody or a nothing dressed in black and torn and jaded kicked outfor not pretending loved and lost in the mess of everything crying shallow tears after asking god how his day was and i see nothing and everything am i something nothing or everything another closed door another salty sore another licked wound? can you help me heal these wounds this psychological masterpiece can you hand me another key to the fairytale you are not writing to throw another stone into history somebody free me and i will vanish into the voices of the muse astounded by thee tears they don't see of the scars filtered out they might one day purchase and realise i am somebody i am something soo many lives and lies i''m living another game of chicken shhhhhh i just want you to know i love you am i something or nothing never anyone's favorite I'm sorry but i'm always and forever the victom look to the music and watch it claim me again to the voices of freedom and the tangents their experiencing because of me in my lonely room

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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