Escape

June 1, 2010
By Doomcarrot GOLD, Angola, Indiana
Doomcarrot GOLD, Angola, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
"There is no light but the light in your eyes/ There is no light, no light in these skies/ There is no sound but of how I cry/ There is no sound, no sound in this night..."


Looking back now
I can feel it
This feeling
This feeling
Of being observed
Looking back now
I believe I can see it
This knowing
This knowing
I cannot be burned
Looking around now
I think I can sense it
This whisper
This whisper
Of longing to run
No looking back now
I don’t want to feel it
This hatred
This hatred
For what I’ve become
Deep underground now
I know I can bleed it out
This knowing
This knowing
That I hate what I’ve done



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