From our gang poetry archive:

The Stranger
i gaze into the mirror
and what i see is such a waste
where once was a friend
a stranger takes his place

i still look the same
but without a doubt i know
some place down the line i changed
and lost myself on the road

used to have a soul
used to really care
but now it all feels old
and theres no feelings there

the scars of time show
old battle wounds are there
bad thing is i dont even know
how some of them got there

im on the road to nowhere
my road to hell is paved
with pain and tears
and so many fears
of all the hell ive raized

when im gone dont cry for me
its been way too long
maybe i can get some peace
when my days are gone

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