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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As much as I wish to be someone above this grave face I wear I can't bear to part from it Like a wrestler, like a robber it's my mask, my secret identity I can't bear to part from it I'm nothing, safe to say it to my audience I'm nothing measured to be nothing, grown up to crash land They say there's two sides to every coin but no one spoke up when the subject of me lay across the table so I created a fable and said there's only one side of me that's just visible to me since I'm locking myself away from the world outside today For I am just a phantom in an opera I constructed still unfinished, but I can't unwind it I forgot how it starts My leading lady, oh she's something real, spectacular yet she's just an actor who got caught in a moment, caught in the moment and I can't speak, I can barely breathe All I'm willing to know, all I'm willing to believe there must be serenity in a place I have not gone All that echos, bouncing off the crashing walls are cement to give way to me just laying in an open field with clenched fists and in a brief sense of rage just stand upon my knees introducing the dirt to my fist till I bleed to tell the demons who haunt me to just leave me alone a lonely phantom in the empty gallows of the foggy oak tree a choice with a back against the wall, only nothing was there Point the finger, face the fist, but the fist will never move Just me, just me... What can I say I'm sorry for everything Scene...
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