Has the color poured from my eyes? Has the world suddenly become black and white? Can you find truth in a lie? How can wrong be right?
What stength is found in weakness? Who wants more,yet seeks less?With so many questions what answers can be found? Truth now lost. Not another sound.
For in the silent moments I have seen myself. I have searched in the quiet, only to hear the scream of my soul. Leaving pride on the shelf. I see anger take it's toll.
Tell me what is the cost? With truth now lost.
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