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by Learning2Breathe   Dec 20, 2008


There is a time and place
But not tonight.
This ongoing routine
Is simply a disguise,
So pull up a chair
And add another bottle to the list.

Come, stay awhile
The fire's just begun.
Jump down from that tree
High over head,
And strap on your helmet
Because this game is never won.

I'll promise you the world,
Just another piece of art.
This one last breath
Won't take away the pain,
But don't lose sight
Of this slowly beating heart.

There is always
A life to discover.
For every crash
Among these broken hearts,
Please,
Tell me anything but "it's over".

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