04-22-2003, 11:35 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Think about it
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Vineyard of a Lost Soul
Vineyard of a Lost Soul
A lonely feeling infecting your mind All of your shadows become intertwined Running toward your crying soul You desperately try to take control Grasping for what is lost in waste Leads to everything blackness laced Cadaverous feelings make you numb Tripping over the stem it's from Going nowhere makes emptyness real With all you have you fight to feel Setting fire to your hollow thoughts Laughing darkly at what was caught Chasing the darkness in your head Stimulating what you thought was dead All of the sickness and the wrong Have made your mind and heart grow strong Light reflecting off your tears Seems to fade away past fears A little weed transformed to vine Protects your soul, your heart, and mind
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