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by justhere Mar 7, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
We watch the words float As it is nothing in our minds Forever the wind will blow As we loose track of time No example to follow The clock ticks red Spiting words and laughter Sinking like lead Our lungs full of water Your mind full o hope Tying our own nooses Struggling with our own rope Our courage is dangerous Walking on glass Nothing lasts forever The present cures the past It is a tragic ending To a never-ending event It is a hopeless adventure Leaving you content Promises can be broken Pictures can be torn Memories can be forgotten Souls can be worn This moment will fade Words are useless here This pen will run dry We will forget every tear. Nothing ever mattered It is closer then you think Struggle; is our burden Cut the ropes, I rather sink.