Sunday, May 18, 2014

12:31 PM

What have you got to live for in this cold, dark, lonely place
When your thoughts are not your own, and your emotions are forced and cold?
What have you got to die for in this revolutionary age
When you have no burning passion for the destiny you mold?
What have you got within you that keeps you in denial?
So fearful and reserved you won't let your own thoughts roam wild.
What words do you not dare to utter except when your alone?
Quiet whispers in the dark is your attempt at being bold.
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