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Hermit

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DreamsDeprived

Published: Jan 14, 2013

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Hermit

_{Staring through...
The broken roof
I peer...
Between my fears

Questioning my existence...
I ask myself
Is there acceptance..?
To be found}
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I'm tired...
But not broken
I tried...
To be outspoken

But your eyes would not stand for it
The glares and snares deemed it forbidden
Since then I shut myself out and away in the distance

Locked inside my mind / Afraid of all humankind
I fell under the pressure / Damaged by society's pleasure
I let go of all possessions / I threw away my humiliation

Dub me another lonely soul
For I am no longer meant this world
I ripped your burdens away from my shoulders

Old bones...
Skin of stone
I'm alone...
In my home
-
_{Behind my...
Completely exhausted eyes
I am...
Looking back again

Accepting that...
I wouldn't last
The cruelty...
Of this reality}

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