Unmoved by life and love, unwanted stuff
The spirit numb, the time moves on
I live in a world born of fear
Wading through clouds, vapours of tears
The mist of pain a salty view
A place where no one can see through
Born anew are thoughts, visions
Confused daydreams, disillusions
I view the world but blind to all
Aware that into pits I fall
No care for what awaits beyond
Still fear grips the soul, moving on
The one they seek is gone and lost
Away for good's all cherished, tossed
Left within a western world, closed
A casket soul, left unopposed
Copyright © 2010 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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I like this one :)
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