I
feel like
I
feel like I am being watched and judged
I
feel like I can't hide it anymore
I
feel like running about something
I
will never reach
I
feel like not being here
like
this life is wrong
and
that it will never end
I
feel like life will end
crumbling
on top of you and me
like
knowing some half told lies
with
a bad taste and pissed off mood.
From the mind of Cogliostro
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