29 Aug 2004
Scarface
Left alone to suffer in this world,
I wander all around in the cold,
looking for my identity which left me without a trace,
all i remember is that, people call me a scarface.
They look at this face which is mutilated,
I have taken it so much, always humiliated.
Longing for someone who can see the other side,
never found "the one", i tried and cried.
Current Mood: Sloshed
Current Music: Tantric- mourning
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