When death becomes us

November 19, 2009
By h4yl3ym4ri3 GOLD, Bellevue, Ohio
h4yl3ym4ri3 GOLD, Bellevue, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
let yourself go.

The trees lie still, as the breeze rustles through them
and the water stops splashing all over the ground.
The world has stopped moving, and were in the middle.
We open our mouths, but we can't make a sound.
We panic, we run, we stumble and fall,
but carry our message; that's impossible now.
For no one can hear us, and no one can see us.
We're dead to these people, we're ghosts in this town.

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