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Good bye dreams, your all a mess,
goodbye self your just as bad,
your hidden now by nightmares and,
the time you use up wondering whats happening in their minds,
is wasting away the time you could use in wondering whats happening in your own mind,
fiddling with the strings that hold you,
you lie still across the altar,
not moving but not dead, people walk on by.
Fondling with love, the passions that escape you,
all you see is red,
a blood curdeling scream,
rasping breathe that you cant see,
fogs the future,
in a darkened mask of death,
tend your body in the stream,
heart is beating at a sickly pace,
full of life and love and lust,
finding it hard to hold on to things for longer than a minute,
you're your own healer,
only you can numb the pain,
your souls in creases,
ironed back, to fit the mould you hide it in,
flaps of skin that hold you in, are slipping off your frame,
showing the world who you really are,
you see yourself reflected in their eyes,
a shadow, but what stories can a shadow tell?
they're always one step ahead.

Description
Good bye dreams, your all a mess,
goodbye self your just as bad,
your hidden now by nightmares and,
the time you use up wondering whats happening in their minds,
is wasting away the time you could use in wondering whats happening in your own mind,
fiddling with the strings that hold you,
you lie still across the altar,
not moving but not dead, people walk on by.
Fondling with love, the passions that escape you,
all you see is red,
a blood curdeling scream,
rasping breathe that you cant see,
fogs the future,
in a darkened mask of death,
tend your body in the stream,
heart is beating at a sickly pace,
full of life and love and lust,
finding it hard to hold on to things for longer than a minute,
you're your own healer,
only you can numb the pain,
your souls in creases,
ironed back, to fit the mould you hide it in,
flaps of skin that hold you in, are slipping off your frame,
showing the world who you really are,
you see yourself reflected in their eyes,
a shadow, but what stories can a shadow tell?
they're always one step ahead.