Broken to the bone
discarded in the corner
only ever wanting love
yet always playing with fire
discarded in the corner
only ever wanting love
yet always playing with fire
Illusion or reality
the playground of one's mind
terror grips each corner
the playground of one's mind
terror grips each corner
frozen, emptiness resides
Truth or lies, always contradicting
dark and murky past behind
one step forward, always hoping
driven to the light.
dark and murky past behind
one step forward, always hoping
driven to the light.
2010

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