Invisable

by Beautiful Angel   Aug 15, 2006


Do you see me here?
I'm dying of the rain,
faded footsteps,
life no longer feels the same.

I reach out for your hand,
but your not their to hold on,
and when your finally ready,
I'm already gone.

Invisible as air,
crushed up like ice,
I'm so easy to tare,
no more advice.

Slipping into the shade,
why do my dreams have to fade,
into every piece of air.

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