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Tearing my skin open again, With the fingernails of resentment, Rip out my stitches just the same, In the smothering oppressive dark. 'The person I can never be,' Those biting words of pain, The eyes forever haunting me, As only tears remain. Ghostly voices in my mind, Filled with laughter and contentment, Blood drips from scars left behind, And tears from another barbed remark. 'The person I can never be,' Those biting words of pain, The eyes forever haunting me, As only tears remain.

The statue falls with brainwashed pride, While the divided country runs to hide, The trampled flag on the muddy ground, And the snipers clustered all around, Confused figures stagger through the blackened city, On the liberation march of short memories. Is that what was intended on creation day, To strap explosives and blow your fears away? The children's faces with frightened eyes, Merely a shell beneath the lies, Confused figures stagger through the blackened city, On the liberation march of short memories. The buildings shake and the concrete cracks, Crimson life seeps from beneath the tarmac, The tears fall down like the pou

Empty dark highways, Empty dark minds, Frozen chaffed fingertips, Frozen chaffed memories. Pondering this anomaly, Pungent swirling smoke, Whispers in dreams, Words never spoken. Evil silent filmstrip, Evil silent eyes, Pale icy vapors, Pale icy tears. Visions of angels, Virus of demons, Banish ancient nightmares, Brush away tears.