Living to Die

August 22, 2010
The lights are dark
The summer cold
The winter hot
And the wild controlled

Shoes on my hands
A present absentee
Alone in a crowded room
My eyes can't see

Telling secrets
Is an extreme
When you're falling up
Deaf to your own scream

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Drizzle29 said...
Jan. 9, 2011 at 12:04 pm
i'm late with both of these but thanks! it means a lot :)
ViralGirl said...
Jan. 6, 2011 at 6:49 pm
Wow. This is REALLY good.
gracegirl29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 9, 2010 at 7:50 pm
i like this a lot, i think it's great writing, a great metaphor, and i love the quote on the side. Everything flowed perfectly and went with a good rythym. check out my work please!
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