tell me what you were looking for
when you went over the edge
who did you expect to discover there
abiding by some long forgotten pledge
could they sense the boil beneath the flesh
that had festered with so many nights and years
i am here before you and have little to say
with a hand of nothing, and a voice of tears
tell me what you expected to happen
when your plans came together at last
was the burden of existence relieved from you
so onto less fortunate shoulders it could be passed
and now nothing means much to you it seems
except these murderous slings, arrows, and spears
i live in a world of fog and cannot escape
from my own hand of nothing, my voice of tears
so if i should ever see you again
how could i greet you, what could i say?
i could say i've moved on, and forgotten it all
but it would be a lie either way
and then i will make allowances for what i cannot control
so i can eradicate all these needless fears
only then would i face you again
without this hand of nothing, without this voice of tears.
voice of tears
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