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Apr 16, 2008
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Feel The Real
Nobody knows me
Nobody wants to know me
Silenced by my presence
Laughs in my face
Awakened by my absence
I cry for a while
Loud screaming crushes me
Songs bleeding through me
They fight the urge to see
To see The Empty
The Empty I'm in
The Empty I belong to
Know how it feels?
How it feels to be me?
Split, tapped, hacked, smacked
Tried, trialed, not justified
I cry because they
Don't Feel Won't Feel
Feel the Real
Nobody wants to know me
Silenced by my presence
Laughs in my face
Awakened by my absence
I cry for a while
Loud screaming crushes me
Songs bleeding through me
They fight the urge to see
To see The Empty
The Empty I'm in
The Empty I belong to
Know how it feels?
How it feels to be me?
Split, tapped, hacked, smacked
Tried, trialed, not justified
I cry because they
Don't Feel Won't Feel
Feel the Real
— lovealone, Apr 16, 2008
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karen
18 years 1 month ago
i liked it