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Escapism

Looking for some sort of consolation
I'm Seeking confirmation
In the pitfalls of my mind
I'm seeking some way of emancipating,
seeking some way of escaping
all the monsters that I find

I'm walking down the pathway of my dreams
I'm listening to the screams
Of thoughts that never quite came true
I'm burning with a deep, corroded pain
It is never quite the same
As I run away from you

And I would love to tear the sky apart
I'm ripping out my heart
seeing everything anew
I'm scatter-brained, laughing, on the run
I'll destroy the world for fun
Burning everything we knew

I'm eluding you, I'm putting on a mask
for every question that I ask
For every soul that I destroy
I'm falling, fading, running far away
Vanishing in my decay
Seizing all that they enjoy

I'm looking everywhere for something true
But I haven't got a clue
About the things that must be done
I'm running, but I don't know where I'm going,
And there is no way of knowing
How long I'll be on the run

I'm loosing it, I'm quite uncomprehending
Well, I guess I'm still pretending
That I actually care
They're gibbering and reaching for my crown
So I'll have to let them drown
I figure you're far too rare




Poetry by Lalando
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Written on 2006-04-11 at 14:25

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