to notice our state of mindNow you see me and now you don't and your eyes are on fire as you stare through the looking glass for the sorrow I left youYou and I were cast away and ran away from our lives years agoTo much time is lost and way to much time has past to mend are scars of yesterday you hear my name and yes my voice comes back in your vision and you see my face looking back in your mirror of life you say I look different now the lines and scars on my face remain in your stare of loss because you had to travel deep within yourself to find my spirit waiting for this day to face me at the crossroads of your lifeYou see me standing behind you and yes I caught you crying because of all the lies you told to save yourself in those dark days of yesterday's pastKarma has it's ways and now dark karma has you listening and holding all your truths before the lite of my soul and a different manThe feelings inside you I can sense is what has you broken and torn I see the ages of lines on your face but the scars still show your painThe worry lines have carved you deep because of all the secrets we keep to protect ourselves as the years have passed of don't say this and don't say that because in all honesty some ones feelings will be crushedWe are not apart of the two faced society that we lived with for years and most of our life we are those who have many faces and it is up to you and your approach on who will greet them and it seems others don't like us much and we have never had any friends because of our ways That's because when they offend us and at first we bite our tongue but their persistent abuse after you confront them with their phrases and words and actions it seems to make things quite vile and now they have started to raise their voice and you confront them with their own realities and they seem to grow real distant with fear. You can sense their nervousness in the air because there has been so many years of building up this dark momentum and silence has held so many emotional scars that we had to endureOur blood has been boiling slowly over many years it has made us quite filled with what is referred to as silent rage which can and is very powerful in so many ways Our conscience oh it's wicked ways that it will twist you andyour thoughts especially when it is quiet and you try to sleep it can take your thoughts into a life of grief and grieving for what you lost and have let pass you by
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