Monday, May 27, 2013

Whispers


A door many have already stepped through
What happened to them one can’t comprehend
Don’t think if this is the right thing to do
Just come on in and meet your new best friend
Words are uttered in an English broken
Don’t care ‘bout your name or where you’ve come from
Not the first time these words have been spoken
Just don’t leave until the pain is all gone
Life ceases to exist. Fingers touch ice
A heart is stripped of all its emotion
With movements automated and precise
Just sit right back and go through the motion

Suddenly not feeling at all too well
So shut your mouth and fall under the spell


6th August 2012

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