Wednesday, August 29, 2007

as you said it




take my face away,
gimme a mask,
let my countenance sway,
into your past.

lies upon my face,
peep from the broken case,
into the open space,
kill their every trace.

show a stone to the world,
a story never told,
all the dreams you sold,
were one of pure gold.

if something i say,
the demons start to play,
lives always betray,
why you ask me to stay?

show me the way to the sky
and give a little space to fly,
my blessings are to small to try,
so rather accept my good-bye.

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