Shells

from nobody - Monday, March 29, 2004
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Coldness and isolation
Friendships formed with those we love to hate
A culture forgotten in a mist of tradition
Repression and broken dreams

Lost youth forgotten far away
The grime of living
Wanting what may never be

Hurting before being broken
A memory of a broken life
I still miss you wonder if you still care
Remembering you haunts the songs that I hear

Time has washed over drifted away many that used to care
Another time another world I loved you
Faces fade and are forgotten friends replaced by a broken shell

To breathe to remember to feel pain
Life and Death remain in what is still alive
Desire, beauty and wealth
Lures me into this world we love to hate

A predetermined life. An existence
Perhaps your rejection notes this case