Reconsider everything you've ever imagined,
conceal all images behind a screen,
wash your eyes but this is real,
pinch your skin, cos this is home,
the grass may be greener but no-one knows your name,
your thoughts may be cleaner but you liked it that way,
take your best shot you're firing blanks,
your heart was never in it so they've taken them back,
wash your eyes,
at least you're still alive.
Sunday, 7 September 2008
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