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Niemand

Alone in my room
A baby plays dead
A mother is crying
All in my head

Nothing is spoken
All that is screamed
I find that sometimes
It's not what it seems

The baby is bleeding
The mother is dead
The baby is wailing
All in my head

No one can hear them
They're only here
And all that has caused them
Is never ending fear

Somewhere I hear them
Somewhere they live
I wish you could see them
So you won't misgive

Why are they here
why won't they die
even though they scream
and i hear them cry

you hear nothing
no one is here
I think that it's all
just misguided fear...

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  • Viva La Vie Boheme
    July 25, 2009

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    WOW. I actually have noi dea what to say to this. It's amazingly written, and so eerie that I actually think I started shuddering at points from the atmosphere that you created. I don't usually like rhyme but it works perfectly here, you really nailed it, methinks. Such traumatic scenes Are you okay?