Thursday, June 30, 2005

tight-lipped eyes
a burden unto our souls

tell me my roots, where i came from
see those wings of mine that so yearn to fly
but the chains have held my soul captive
to where i don't belong

an agression, and the other meek
lines of parallel that never met
prove your worth
im slowly slipping

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