Sabotage

Sep 23, 2007 18:21

There is a voice
A haunting thought inside my head
Deafening decay
Though I fight, it remains
There is a war
Unseen under this skin
Of good intensions
And the ugliest of sins

There is a truth
Shining light where I trend
I feel I'm too weak
To walk where it leads

I can barely speak
When the enemy is me
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