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Lines
fingers touching my skin
blood reaching the air
as I breath, people talk
as I live, people die
when I die, people live
they live out their dreams
people talking to me, about me
wishing me luck, hoping
what do you do when no one pays attention?
do you live or die writing lines on the wall?
questions need answers, but some questions...
are too scary to answer
lines, blood, skin
- by ~dolphin27303~ |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/29/2008 |
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