Head Without a Voice
A word from you is all I need
To hear you're alive but not for greed
Your voice for me is hard to hear
When I am no longer near
I wish for you to see the world
From the eyes of one whose own has twirled
But yet all you can see
Is a craving for sympathy
But you're wrong to see that's so
Because you've yet to see my world explode
You weren't there when I called your name
When the gallows took my mane
My head rolled onto the floor
Tumbled slowly through your door
But all you could see from me
Was false judgment without an ounce of empathy
Look in the basket that's where you'll see
An empty blood stain a head without voice
Just the way you preferred me
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