August 6, 2010
My mind is closed
tightly bounded
no access through the cracks
lies are abundant

Perhaps you are truth
trying to seek me
repturing through my veins
while my thoughts sink in

i am the tears
that run through the streets
ugly links through me
fantasies become a sin

I am hard to believe
no birds fly out of me
my eyes are widened
life is not lying

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