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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2005 Mar 23 Comment on this Work [[2005.03.23.16.58.15991]] |
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Build me up,tear me down, lift me up,watch me drown.. Is this real? or is it not? Is this how it feels to be shot? I'm not dead,but I don't feel alive, only a miracle my soul could revive, a break-down,I do remember,I won't forget, still clinched to this feeling called "regret", will my life ever change or will it stay the same? will they still remember me or will they forget my name? I want to be immortal, a breath taking fairy tale, a story told to all ages..young and old, but I'm only human..a heart that feels, living in a mess..head over heels, the world is so small,I always thought of it as big, feels like I met everyone already;it's like a sharp dig, there's nothing to do,but to keep walking, I stop for a while,I'm sick of the talking, everything so quiet,peaceful and still, away from it all,in my head the noise I kill, It's time to grow up, although it scares me to go there, it's hard to let go of what kept you going,let go of fresh air. Wednesday 23/3/2005 |