FEELING TRAGEDY

crowded sorround
danced of pinheads
bluring persued
locked up mine

yeah
i hate them
and
they are me

acid mist in
green leaves of autumn
trivium craddle
failed banishing shade

why to be here
all for tragedy
why being alive
feeling targedy

earth, august 07

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