Falling Out of Life

October 21, 2010
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Here I lay deep in this grave,
hidden beyond the lines.
Watching as the dust
begins smothering my life.

Here I lay,
craving life’s breathe.
Listening to the dirt,
it takes the air
Slowly from my life.

Here I lay,
a child of this eternal war.
The clash between

Hell
and Heaven




waiting


for the lights
To go

out.





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