Monday, July 25, 2011

Stranger

Stranger in my own,
What lies beneath?
Having a heart of stone,
Can hardly breathe.

Stranger in my town,
What can I do?
Living like a clown,
Smiling and so.

Eyes full of tears,
But can't cry.
Having no goals,
Unable to try.

Lost between lines,
From my first start.
Don't know my offense,
In a world with a dead heart…

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