Neon Dreams

Sep 24, 2005 12:54

The blacker they came,
The wider my rims came crashing down

Why if they could see
Did their hate shackle him?
They wished for a place where they can run free
As he had inted it to be

The prison
Laid in the minds of the weak
if you were free, you stood alone
Shackled in a world without care

I saw freedom in these neon dreams
They stood free for all to see
Endless they waded upon realities brim
Even to overflow and follow me home
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