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I'm told the world is gonna end
every time I breathe,
step, and even blink
I'm told we're all gonna die
with every choice
that we think
it's way to much
we're gonna sink
there is no way
we'll find the link
someone dies on contact
with the floor,
with the choice, no one knows
someone else to blame
for our mistakes,
our death, and our woes
it's way to much
we won't get rid of the kink
there is no way
we'll find the link
the walls are alone
with no one to call,
help, or even hold
The walls are alive
to get rid of the old,
cold, and their only fold
it's told there is haven
in the streets,
homes, and family
but there they hold
and never let go
I'm told the world is gonna end,
we're all gonna die,
these walls are alive,
i'm the only one who can save us,
i'm the only one to blame,
and even the lurid lie
there is a haven
I know there is a chance
I know there is a battle
I know it hurts
I know it's wrong,
and I know it's right
and I know, somewhere, i'll be accepted
- by ILikeBabyBarPoo |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/12/2010 |
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- Title: I'm told it's all gonna end
- Artist: ILikeBabyBarPoo
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Note: i'm not spelling heaven, i'm spelling haven
please rate and comment, I want to hear thoughts - Date: 12/12/2010
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Comments (2 Comments)
- ILikeBabyBarPoo - 12/21/2010
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Thanks for commenting.
This is about the feeling that one wrong choice could destroy your life,
This is about feeling the world weigh you down as others push of their worries on you, and this is all about being imperfect. - Report As Spam
- doomsjay - 12/19/2010
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Its Alright :]
I Don't Really Get What Its About, Being Accepted, The End Of The World, Or Imperfection.. But Its Alright
Not The Best, But Its Pretty Good smile
Theres Alot Of Room For Improvement =]
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