10.7.11

Exiled


I’ve been wanting to prove
That time takes her time out on you
A life redefined, so if you must run
Trust have been wasted and used
I’m in the strangest of moods
Come withered ones, with you I must fight

I’ll be out of line tonight
I’ll bleed out my words, desires
Alone and outnumbered I’m all that I need in this war

To meet your eyes
To know I’m alive
Alone

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