October 14, 2009
your hands seek warmth,
for from your soul,
you hang from the edge,
but i dont blame you,

they pushed you there,
gasping you cant find air,
bleeding inside,
they stole your pride,

and now your running,
they're shunning you from their hearts,
and you're so alone,
but you felt it before,

its presence knocking at your door,
your thoughts soar,
even when you can only see black,
understanding is what they lack.

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