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A Visage
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UnCrit'd Work "A Visage" 9 - 10 - 03
why do i sit right here, right now
wondering the whys, buts, and hows
i should be gone long down the road
yet here i plant myself, here i stand alone...
waiting for you to come back to me
i am the lost, i'm blind to see
that all is gone, has left this path
i am left to my own self-wrath...
my regret is beating me daily
i feel this pain, screaming and wailing
yet as the tree in the woods
no one could hear me if they could...
ignorance is bliss and i'm blind to the fact
that i'll never see you come back
i wonder if i'll ever release you
my eyelids still showed the burned you...
