"Do you know how it feels, to be caged by grief - concrete
and palpable?
"When the mind wonders mindless, nothing else remaining
tangible"
Smelling of smoke and sadness, eyes dimmed by defeat, I
dared not meet.
"Do you know how it feels, to be caged by grief - concrete
and palpable?"
Asked the mad woman in the street...
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Yes, I have tasted grief in the salt of my tears
As I stood stoically, letting the blade cut deeper into my
veins, trying to trade grief for pain
I have lived through my worst fears
Yes, I have tasted grief in the salt of my tears
My innards torn apart, shattered by so many daggers and
spears
I have been slain alive, wandering a world where I've
nothing to gain
Yes, I have tasted grief in the salt of my tears
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