Being Chased by Death

January 29, 2011
Being Chased by Death, isnt the biggest pain in my chest, taking away, ever last one of my breaths. Dont tryin guess what goin on in my head. Im barricaded by titanium chains, carved without shames or blames, realized fate and hate is whats engraved with in my flesh covered veins. If tomorrow i died would you shut your eyes, maybe run and hide, never feelin the stride, i once had for your mind all the time? you could never replace me, quit wastin our time tracin, and chasin me, just face me, and embrace me.

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