Ice, by Al Subscribe to rss feed for Al

Gotta wake up and start feeling
But for so long nothing was so appealing 

Indulgence in isolation
Without the slightest hesitation

Looking for any kind of recognition
False neutrality my only position

The extinction was my only solace
Thought I'd feel lighter when I felt so soulless

Hauntings of a familiar past
Will forever make this sick realm last

Waiting to come back
Hoping to snap back
Posted: 2015-04-12 06:47:55 UTC

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