Faceless Dolls

No reason and no rhyme
Couldn't find the time
To fix this mess we've made
Another plan imperfectly laid
Too destructive for your own good
I'd save you, if I could
Too busy drowning in my lies
Can't you see I'm no prize
Too busy drowning in the past
Far too long these memories last
What a shame, what a crime
Couldn't find the time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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