Living Dead
Seal some darkness in a scar
Broken bones in animation
Stitch my lips and take me far
Why can’t I feel some frustration?
I blink and stare at the walls
Walk away with no reason
Do I care if I crawl?
To question this would change the seasons
I think I sold my soul
Let it leave when going cold
Fell into this hole
Fell on pain and the untold
I watch my vain turn into dust
I learn that patience is just a word
Do I wait for love or lust?
Is it my patience that goes unheard?
Everything burning into fear
Walk again, throw away my wisest years
Never speak, just stand here with a tear
Pray again; take me far away from here
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