Saturday, 12 January 2008

Mute: Frustration

I'm like a caged bird,
and like a caged bird -in a sense- I'm also looking for freedom.
The sinful freedom to control the uncontrolable, DEATH-
Such act is a SIN.
I am the suicidal bird,
I live alone in my cage,
I await for my freedom,
I look forward to my death,
I will mute my singing 'till then.
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I am the mute puppet,
never shall I dear to speak out my true feelings,
because such sin is punished by eternal solitude.
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30 seconds and you are down,
1 minute and you are dead,
how much shall I bleed,
so that I lose all will to live.
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As soon as I know when my time will come,
I will say goodbye,
'till then keep yourself by my side.
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In the present time,
Please forget about me and move on,
Please don't forget me I want to live,
Please tell me what to with the ubearable burden my feelings are.

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