Silent night, dead silence.
Ominous call of the repressed resilience.
An empty sound, bound to resound
And in response the wails of the injured Hound.
Morning glory, depressed story.
Broken smiles behind the walls left gory.
Disembodied and stowed away,
This secret left for another day.
Underneath the carpet, beneath the rug
We can all pretend with an innocent shrug
Pray tell then, to will your stay
Where did pride and prejudice flee today?
Track my shadows, crowned in blood. A fallen soldier, memories did flood. With injured pride, the musky smell in concert with the knell of hell. A worried blur, a blurry worry how could it be? too late to be sorry. To shed cold blood, brutal and unforgiving the prejudiced eyes with fear receding. Underneath the carpet, beneath the rug
We can all ignore with a morbid hug.
Pray tell then, to will your stay
Where did pride and prejudice run today? The lyrics in motion, a humble croon Under the blanket of stars and crescent moon The luminous satellite, a frown to the face and uncontrolled tears in this endless rat race. No prize to bequeath, but here's a consolation. Just maybe someone will hear of your initial reservation. But all the jury hears is your cruel act you either run away or face the ugly fact that your liberty has now been officially eroded, your dreams and aspirations once again encoded. Beyond your will and capacity to break the lock, and life stares back at you, with smirk to mock. Underneath the carpet, beneath the rug
You hide from the cold, not a little too snug.
Pray tell then, to will your stay
Why did pride and prejudice fly today?
Man in the Mirror
Sean (:
Confirmed 2010 'Alexander'
God's Given Child
Eighteen
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"I am not young enough to know everything." -- Oscar Wilde
