Disguised

by Timothy S   Nov 14, 2008


I paint voices to be seen with blind eyes
Upon this canvas of life, where living is the crime
Far beyond expiration, always in the back of my mind
Survival of the weakest, searching for the peace of mine
Bleed all the pain out, leave this legacy etched behind
Carve my name in the hearts of all mankind
Maybe inspire more to be great, or let them find
The potential that lies inside, slowly building with time
Don't follow my paths, for my life was a crime
Learn from mistakes and in heaven you'll dine
I was a demon in disguise, never near divine...

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