Without a name, without a face I stand helplessly frozen in fear before a judgement my heart simply dreads mocked and scorned--my soul humiliated by those I know blank stares constantly haunt mere ghosts passing by my heart so longs to be without a name, without a face no one seems to realize this unbearable torture I have been forced to bear time; a moment, an eternity lasts shattered into countless pieces; my soul they kick and scatter as they pass without a hand, without a shoulder I cry inside alone--frightened of what might become and before the judgement a resolution; my soul desires peace though peace recieved openly and a smile across my weary face the ghosts still haunt and regret still follows as I stand in the shadows without a name, without a faceBirth sign: Sagittarius
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