Casting Wind Aside

September 1, 2007
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Casting Wind Aside Reckless Was how we felt Sunshine filled my eyes Warmth from the sun on my skin No roof No doors No direction Just driving Nothing to hold us down Chain us Freedom first hand I looked up at the sky Music pulsing through my ears Right there I made myself a promise To remember this moment For eternity My eyes took a snapshot Of how infinite we felt And how temporary that feeling isÉ Kerry Walsh The taste of wood The smell of rot Sight of darkness Feeling cold Claustrophobic Air very thin Body paralyzed Fear sinking in CanÕt breathe Walls caving in Dirt on your face The night crawlers are coming for you Am I dead yet?





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