Can you feel
As I do?
When I loved it so much
You want it all
You won it all
But do you believe
In me?
My lungs are dead
So how do I breathe?
Ask the questions
But lately you have found
That the answers lie
Under your skin
Dead cells drop the truth
Turning to dust
Until filth is all
These tired eyes
Can see
All that I
Can feel
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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piqued interest...
to say the least.
This is a pretty fantabulous write [yes, yes i just said fantabulous
so?] Each line just engrains something into me, deep. Definately Relatable to each in their own way I'm sure we could all tell a tale or two...
I also read a couple of your "rants". and then the comments to follow. agreed whole heartedly with many of your points and then thought well hang on, these ppl have some valid points too, but still he speaks the brutal truth. Interesting. I like it.
just thought I'd share, would love to get to know you through your writes & a chat now and then...pick your brain, share some common thoughts.
You're very well versed for a young man & capable of expressing yourself. Nice to see
Natasha
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i feel as you do, dispite how much i win.
i believe you also.
if you cant breath i will breath for you, you and i
and don't worry i have picked out all of the truth with my pinky nail
and i liked what i found.
and i will show you more then filth
gold and love
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