A Soulless Culture.

by Angel   Sep 21, 2007


I smoke,
I drink,
and
often think this life,
is not worth while.

I stop
to sleep,
and often
dream,
of somewhere better
than here.

A place where life goes on without
me
A place where life goes on without
remorse for the dead.

a place where life goes on without me,
without this dead girl
among
the
living...
Alive without a soul.

A
Faithless,
heartless,
thoughtless,
dreamless,
hopeless,
tragedy,
who is me.
who is man.
who is
everyone,
in this life.
In this soulless culture...
Believe me...

You're no
freakin
rainbow
either...

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