Oct 09, 2008 00:52
SEN5ES
I hear the words of those people who don't care about me.
I see the faces of those who can live without me.
I can feel the teardrops hitting the pavement as you cry out wishing this would end.
I can smell the fear of being alone for eternity, locked up inside your mind.
I can taste defeat at the hands of those who already lost.
Wake up, and remember your Senses