Monday, June 18, 2012

Isolation...I Guess

Pluck me from these prison walls
Watch me as I crawl
Prepare me for my great fall
You make me feel so small

Renounce my given name
I'm the bull's eye to your aim
Place me under all the blame
Scar, cut, and maim

Sew what you reap
My soul is not for you to keep
Let me sit here and weep
Just let me take this fatal leap

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