a slave in your mind, a bleeding in your stride
companions you need, but actions you make
you push all aside and do as you'd like
running; churning-- hate full ahead and burning
a tear drops down your cheek
what is real now
you're piggish; you're ghastly-- not to mention vile and nasty
you live to hurt; to steal and cheat
for by the hour you devour countless innocent smiles
unorthodox; unneeded-- for a dream you're conceited
and then you start to cry
will time stop again
is it the past that haunts you
is it the truth that daunts you
in your avoidance of it, you have changed
you are the beast you once ran from
quit your crying
stop your lying
it's time for another path
destruction can only destroy
the past will die if only you let it
let go; breathe.
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