dirty blinds
a warm bath and a bladeto soothe lifes tirade
this endless game of charades
invades my inner space
the only place i find solace
now a fucking menace
so i stay in outer space
and dream of my old place
where people come and go
and watch my little show
what do they take with them
an idea here and there
some advice or sit and stare
i'm impared by the film
the layer of dust
that fills my eyes my windows
foggy hazy kinda crazy
with doubt for all to share
deep thoughts beyond compare
a life under thumb
a soul unwound undone
a jaded mind and a patched up heart
and a memory should we part
trying to fix the broken
read between the lines
hear everyone who's spoken
dust my dirty blinds
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