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you could say im cold and that i have a heart of stone
if you looked into my eyes even you would feel alone
in this chambered heart of mine lies a love thats never known
in this deceitful world of souls i refuse to let my love be shown
i harbor hatred for protection and fear as a shield
my feet are shod with sorrow and anger is what i wield
i refuse to play the fool..ignorance is for the masses
i am no ones fool in this world full of vastness
i live not in a house of bliss but reside in a house of pain
my world is not full of sunshine ...just constant pour of rain
i am no longer a product a commodity of someones gain
i have manifested thoughts to break oppressions chains
i embrace the darkness that gives meaning to the light
and i embrace the terror that instills fear in the night
i am one who sees the beauty when you turn your head in disgust
i am one who sees perfection when all you see is rust
you love to smell the roses and see beauty in a flower
but refuse to acknowledge stench in beauties final hour
a wilted rose a dying world a place of manifested thoughts
decietful hearts in a spiders web deception is what your taught
Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2012
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