Thursday, March 3, 2011

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Too much noise inside my brain
Can't think, can't blink
Just when I think I've figured out the answers
My heart starts bleeding again
No tourniquet in sight; only more knives.
I wish you weren't left out of reach
But there are tears whether you're near or far.
I've brought this on myself?  No.
You have all brought it on me against my will
All I have ever wanted was happiness, contentment
Lo and behold I've found it
And then you all have to rip it away again.
How to pass the hours each day
That's all we need to know
If we can't figure that out now
What makes us think
We'll figure it out in the next life?
Can there be no good without evil?
You're the cause of darkness, in my soul
Otherwise I am a sunrise
Full of potential without you.

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