Friday, April 11, 2008

fear masters

you are your fear, and you are your rage
and i dont have to
force my hand along with yours and find what you're afraid of.
sitting in your favorite spot,
drinking out of your favorite glass..
you can't hide
but you can yell
as loud as you fucking please
and what strikes me the most
is how i can't hear you anymore
i am deaf to your screams
you have cried wolf.....a lot..
but keep it up, the louder you yell,
the more i understand?
sure, you're always right anyway.

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Brendon Masters

Oceanside, CA, United States
you already know too much about me