ive lost my identity to dust
the pillars which made me strong
are no longer standing tall in my honour
i have hollowed them to shame
now i know i am not going to stand long
the ground beneath has sunken in
theres not enough anymore in my name
the time has gone, the grace period expired
ive pushed the limits too much
n yet, nothing has been etched on the charts of history
i wana be left to ruthlessness and pity
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Saturday, May 2, 2009
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