Dirty windows

by Fading Memory   Sep 15, 2014


A deep rooted desire , to express the way i feel
how empty i am in the inside
the way that nothingness surround my world ,
silent and painfully cold.
the way i don't feel anything outside my mind'
the dark and mysterious emotions 'i get when i look on their faces
the sin's i see deep in their eye's ,
i feel like an outsider ,
my thoughts my way's
nothing seems to belong to this place
my scarlet crystal heart
is drowning in my blue liquid mind
fragile flowers on the side's of the sorrow lake
growing angry and deadly fake .

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