Secret Storms
By moofman
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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All these secret storms
behind closed doors
and painted smiles
Carnival mirrors
twisting me around
Slicing time
but I'm still here
lost in the fissures
Caught between
the hands of God
but Satan's pushing in
the sides are giving
my box is gone
the pain is unbearable
but there's a reason here within
Higher, higher
nothings there
or am I just blind
no, that can't be it
I can still see the fires
burning down below
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