Saturday, March 18, 2006

my soul

The louder my soul screams,
The softer my voice seems I walk like a shadow in the crowd,
People pass and ignore me.

For many years I have dwelt,
Seeing the world underground.
Hundreds of tales I could tell Of things I have seen,
The places I have been,
But something's I've said pierce my soul,
Because the thoughts I have, I've stole

Come and see the truth of my Endless lie
If you see me, don't just pass me by,
Tomorrow my soul will scream no more,
And my voice will be heard once more.

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