03 May 2011

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Harsh words, violent blows hidden secrets, no one knows 
eyes are open, hands are fisted deep inside, I'm warped and twisted. 
On my knees, alive but dead look at the invisible blood I've bled 
I'm not gone my mind's just drifted don't expect much, I'm warped and twisted 
Born out, wasted, empty, and hallow 
Today is yesterday's tomorrow 
The sun died out the ashes sifted 
I'm still here, warped and twisted.
2003

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