22:48 Apr 18 2006
Times Read: 663
What role will you improvise tonight,
Oh vile and heartsick soul?
Another piece to fill and blame,
A fresh new life to scold.
Can anything redeem you?
Anyone to bring you home?
A simple thing to venture out,
And find you where you roam.
Locked inside a cracking shell,
No music finds your ears.
And though you have so many friends,
No one will dry your tears.
If in your heart, there lies a soul,
I can search for it no more,
And if one day you find it, whole,
I'll repent the lost endeavor.
Your life lived out as theater,
Oh, operatic fool.
The curtain raised, and you alone,
Will find out life is cruel.
Yet cruelty itself,
Is not enough it seems.
Your life has no more to offer you,
Not gift-wrapped in your dreams.
Things you'll see, terrible things,
All dancing before your eyes.
For life has given you once more,
A nightmare in disguise
And should you see through a fiery plane
to watch the shadows there
take careful note of who's at your side,
at what lines you've crossed
in the dance you now share
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