by Schizophrenic
It was the name of oversight
legend of the Battered soul's
daddy's little boy Relinquished to Futile hope
Lonesome in he's Inane thoughts
yearning for unknown desire
knowing it will happen whenever
shapeless smile , odd feeling
beyond the eternity , fearfully kneeling
sins are blind
passion gone wild
why , all within existence
my star , faded out
do i need you ?
please make me cry
lonely in Soho
in the inside i die
where do i hide in this lost time
am feeling senseless , is it the other face of deadline ?
© copyrighted April 19th
Submission date : 2009-11-05
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