And the day was full with anger
and all the scars in my body started to itch
my lips were dry and numb.
Blood was under my nails,
a sour taste in my mouth
and all the toughts in my mind had gone wrong.
From my hidden place I see the world,
how far and dark it is for me.
And in the middle of my own solitude
I wonder when there will be another velvet morning for me?
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