Walls
These black old walls are closing in
I feel so alone there's a demon within
I punch the mirror and scream You were never there for me
All the twists and all the turns made it worse they made it burn
All these walls are falling down, smashing and crumbling to the ground
I feel so lost in a place of mess
I need a new life or hope for the best
Either way there's not much left to say, so i guess i'll go...i'll be on my way
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stitchgrinposted on 07/22/2007
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