Well that was short lived
May. 24th, 2002 08:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
forgotten_ariaThe crack of the rifle
scares the faire from my grasp
The world turns grey
and I sit, small in a room
a thousand voices beat down on me
focing me to the floor
Tireless and I am lazy
Fearless and I am a coward
Brillian and I am a dullard
Let me out,
let me go.
I want to run, but shackles of doubt ring my feet
and my neck
And their voices beat down
and I don't even know what I'm doing here
scares the faire from my grasp
The world turns grey
and I sit, small in a room
a thousand voices beat down on me
focing me to the floor
Tireless and I am lazy
Fearless and I am a coward
Brillian and I am a dullard
Let me out,
let me go.
I want to run, but shackles of doubt ring my feet
and my neck
And their voices beat down
and I don't even know what I'm doing here
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